Stick Horse Cowgirls

  Such a week this was!  I was ill for a couple of days and “C” spent every day this week in court.  We are both exhausted, BUT I could not resist the invitation extended to all from Karen of http://thisoldhousetoo.blogspot.com to participate in “My Other Self”.  Here goes!  It’s fun!   My other self would live in a red cottage like this one in Norway—red houses show well in the snow you know!     My other self would take good care of herself and have lovely vacations in Nantucket and Martha’s Vineyard.    Although I’m a Southern girl through and through,  I do have some Yankee ancestors who hailed from Vermont!   My other self would love to explore the Northeast!   No ordinary jewelry for my other self.  Only handcrafted artisan jewelry like this!   Love this jewelry from Robin and the Sage—she has a blog and Etsy shop.  She lives in Finland and her Woodland Jewelries can be found at http://www.etsy.com/shop/robinandthesage    Don’t you just love the nam

I had lunch with a fellow attorney this week.  As we chatted, we slipped into sharing skeletons from our own families’ closets.  We had agreed, being family lawyers, that there are no “normal families.”  We all have closet skeletons, don’t we? I have no problem sharing my family’s skeletons—I can talk ad nauseum about my own marital travails.   I’ve written before about my father, an alcoholic womanizer who is now gone.  Lest you believe I am idly speaking  ill of the dead, let me just say this:  I loved my father—love and miss him still—but things are what they are.  There’s not a soul who knew him who would deny the characterization I have just given him.   Even he, who would deny the alcoholism (I guess he just chose to get slobbering, pants-wetting drunk) would admit, proudly, of the womanizing. My friend was a bit more reticent, but here’s the story that came out. There are five siblings, of which she is the least.  When she was a high-school senior, her parents divorced,