Category: Legacy Musings – CC
Earlier essays and updates from our pre-remodel era—kept here for longtime readers.
Mick Jagger Got It Right
There are days when it’s pretty sweet being a Baby Boomer. Often it’s when you realize you’re now old enough that you get to decide for yourself how you’ll spend your time and effort – where you’ll work and what kind of work you’ll do or not work, if that’s an option; if there’s any studying…
It Was The Best Day of My Life — And It Still Is
Dreamy sigh. Today marks the day, 19 years ago, when I – a late bloomer – walked myself down the aisle to marry my first and last husband, the man who changed my life. It was Easter weekend that year also … and it was the night that the time changed over to Daylight Savings…
Love Me Tender…
As I was half-sitting, half-lying in my chaise, propped up on a bazillion (oh, all right six) pillows, not-quite-sleeping at 3:48 this morning, my befuddled brain was sifting through a highly entertaining slide show of memories, images, scenes that have no bearing on my real life and the dreaded list of tasks-to-do-that-there-is-not-enough-time-to-do. For no reason,…
These are thoughts and aspirations that I wish we’d thought of, but we’re smart enough to share them here at SS&S. The Belle Jar is a wonderful blog — you should check it out! What do YOU think? What are some other useful assumptions we should make?
Who Will I Be When I Grow Old?
Maybe it’s because I’ve been dealing with another broken body part lately – honestly, I just get one thing fixed and something else goes wonky. Maybe it’s the increasingly odd conversations my mate and I have been having with aging relatives and noticing how our engagement in those chats has changed over time. Whatever. I’ve…
No Lines For The Restroom
Stilettos, Stoli and Scribbles is a place where three writers ponder life, its pleasures (including food and drink <g>) and pain and share some recent fictional work – all of which we hope will entertain or make you think or find common experiences here with us. This isn’t a blog ABOUT writing, per se, but…
Of Mice and Butternut Squash
I’ve got a few words to say about cooking with fresh-from-the-garden butternut squash. Got staff? Make them cut it into 1/4 inch dice. Just sayin’. [Heaving a heavy sigh] I learn. Really. No, really. Every year, every garden teaches me new things. Butternut squash can be bought at the farmer’s market, or Kroger’s. I do…
Do The Arts Matter?
Several days ago, I had the pleasure of attending a theatre production presented at Virginia Tech. The production was comprised of three one-act plays by Harold Pinter. To say that “Pinter Works” was beautifully produced and performed and left us a little breathless is an understatement. But, the thing that got me thinking even before…
Your One Wild and Precious Life
Today, I drifted out onto the patio after breakfast with a mug of coffee and a blanket because it was, as my Canadian friends would say, “fresh”. It was such a glorious introduction to Fall, that I had to post a little Facebook status about sitting there, watching the deer graze past me and listening…