The Backward Life

My grandfather passed away last night. Grandpa Brown was my mother's dad. He was an intelligent, artistic, loving and kind man. Of ...

"Let's get rich and give everybody nice sweaters and teach them how to dance. Let's get rich and build our house on a mount...

I’m a runner. Not an actual runner. A remedial runner. More like the class below the remedial class runner. Does that still count? Let’s j...

I've wanted a KitchenAid stand mixer for a long time, but I can never get myself to spend the money. Last month, the hand mixer I got f...

My first official birthday gift. This was given to me by a co-worker. See my old favorite mug looking shunned in the background? Tomor...

The title of this blog post may lead some to believe I have taken up exercising. This assumption would be incorrect. I never run anywhere- e...

I was looking at my Feedjit on my blog to see who had visited and read it lately.  From there I found a link to the most popular blogs of pe...

I have a broken uterus. Yes, you read that right. It is defective, and has been referred to (by medical professionals) as uncooperative, ...

We watch a lot of TV. Our viewing habits are better now that we don't have cable or satellite. We used to troll the hundreds of channels...

Packing is like childbirth. You forget how awful it is until you have to do it again. You get so excited about moving into a bigger pla...