My mother, who passed a year ago today, was sweet, but she had her sharp side, too. If somebody obviously thought highly of himself, she would say (behind his back, of course; she wasn’t that cutting): If you could buy him for what he’s worth…
Tag: memories
Well, the Days Of Forced Consumption are over for another year, and I hope everybody bought stock in antacids. I did well: I tend to browse, although too many good desserts are my caloric downfall. Some people load up on one or two things, and…
Norm Frampton, photographer extraordinaire and keeper of the portal for Thursday Doors, is taking the rest of the year off. He invites us dooristas to use today as a retrospective of our favorite doors of the year. Whereas I always have to be different, and…
