Dinner Can Lead to…

Twenty-one years ago tomorrow, a certain dear husband and I went out on our very first date. Spoleto restaurant was where Pizzeria Paradiso is now and we sat up in the cozy rafter space that’s now the brick oven. I am so not messing with that as metaphor....

The PR Call

You know how sometimes a friend or family member calls and delivers such a perky everything’s perfect call that you can almost feel the gloss on their tongues? A friend was over yesterday describing such a call from a friend of hers as “the PR call.”...

Before Halloween

This week started off super productively. I was just… cruising (well, actually, I was getting a lot of writing done). It was write-write-write and everything else. I finished some stuff. I sent some stuff out. Optimism and accomplishment reigned. I even...