by Sandy Lingo | Jan 31, 2016 |
In memory of my mother, who died three years ago today.I am in The Club. Against all reason, I just never imagined myself a member. If you are not in it yet, you will be: The Club of Motherless Daughters.A few weeks after Mom died, a casual acquaintance, upon...
by Sandy Lingo | Jan 27, 2016 |
Our last house in the suburbs–crazy big for two empty-nesters “A city is more than a place in space, it is a drama in time.” ~ Patrick Geddess “What is the city but the people?” ~ William Shakespeare “Sing the Queen City. Say home.”...
by Sandy Lingo | Jan 18, 2016 |
“Oh, and you have to wear a hat,” Pann Webb said after I accepted her invitation to the Webb New Year’s Eve Dinner Extravaganza. I am not a party girl, and I had only accepted after she assured me that I didn’t absolutely have to stay up until midnight. Then she...
by Sandy Lingo | Dec 25, 2015 |
Really, it was just three sentences posted on FB at 8:10 this past Monday night: Dear Friends, I know a woman who has had to set up housekeeping in a new home for her and her children. She hasn’t a single stick of furniture–not even beds for her...
by Sandy Lingo | Dec 24, 2015 |
1. Go easy on the egg nog. Is there anything less fun than being sober in a group of drunks? And here’s the thing: drunks never believe they’re drunk. They think they’re witty and clever and maybe a bit sexy. They’re not. They wreak havoc and hurt feelings and ruin...
