Tuesday, 9:30pm Actual prep action so far: NONE. But I’ll update this space as the hurricane figures out what it’s doing. The after school...

A small painting The kids went back to school, all our library staff returned from summer trips, and I immediately called in a vacation ...

The kids went to grandma’s house, and I painted until my face fell off. Letting it dry and taking a break to grow back a new face. Having ...

Wherein I do a dumb thing and still manage not to get murdered The boy turned 10 this weekend. We celebrated with breakfast at the pancake...

My aunt walked down the hallway, scrutinizing my paintings with her reading glasses. She stopped at my majestic self-portrait. "Nope,...

The man and I have very different ideas about what having a home means. He sees it as a nice place to invite people over for drinks and card...

Fresh from a close encounter with what could have been a dead animal or a hunkering monster, I walked into the livingroom and made an announ...

The summer is winding down. Already. There is kindergarten paperwork to chase, school supplies to purchase, orientations to attend, rotting ...

In 1988, my great-grandmother typed out her memoirs and gave copies to each of her children. My grandfather lost almost everything ...

The 4th of July was quiet up in our parts. Evidently this was because everyone on the island was down in Waikiki, getting drunk, falling off...