Odds and Ends

I can't be so busy in my life that staring at a wall and writing letters isn't part of my job description.

I love to hang my laundry in the sun. It's like making a marinade; "the work" is happening while you are doing something important, like napping!

In my family nobody listened. They just shouted louder over me, with their mouths full, while I was talking. I think this is why I developed a passion for writing letters - when I had something to say, it was my only way to have people listen.