I just returned from my mother's hometown, Dixon, Il. Of her nine siblings that lived to adulthood, only four remain. But holy cow did they procreate so every family gathering is massive. We rented this 100 year old homestead for our home base. (If you want to see those pics…
I feel like it should be raining. The sunny day somehow seems incongruous with my mood. Maybe I just need some high fructose corn syrup or something. Yesterday, I went to see the exhibit "Picasso: Themes and Variations." You know I love me some Picasso. (Just not quite the same…
My heart hurts. My dear cousin Sarah has cancer. Again. Fucking cancer. I know I've told you about her before. She's a force of nature, a beacon of light, a...hell, she's just plain magic. When I was diagnosed, she was pregnant with her little miracle boy. Despite her own trials…
