Sunday, April 16, 2017

Fire: Demolition Derby

Meet Big Red.

When the contractor told me that demolition on my house would begin last week, I expected carnage. What I got was an orderly, tidy removal of pretty much everything from floors to ceilings. Just my style.

Friday, April 7, 2017

Fire: The Aftermath

When life hands you lemons, it's time to make lemonade. My glass is half full of lemonade. Always. It's the only way I can remain sane.

Since my street has become the most popular tourist attraction in town, I decided to give the looky-loos something to look at. The force is strong with this one.

Saturday, March 25, 2017


If you've been following my story lately, you know that I learned how to sew, LOVE doing it, made a bunch of stuff, blogged about it, and then things went quiet in January. I got sick. I'm still sick. It's been 62 days. On day 61, my house caught on fire. On. Fire. Fire. ON. FIRE.

This only happens to other people, right? Nope, it can happen to you. It happened to me.