The Bunny Business is over. It was a great success. And I am so very tired. My Lupus is not a fan of big, elaborate, multi-day, burn-the-candle-on-both-ends activities. To show its displeasure, my body is now acting out like a miserable, moody teenager. I am so off-kilter that while making dinner last night, I tripped... Continue Reading →
Me and my trusty glue gun have been all fired up lately, making beautiful new things and mending beautiful old things. Yet. There are things I can not fix with my glue gun. And they trouble me. I cannot fix the ugliness streaming bountifully from the tiny orange man in the big white house in... Continue Reading →