Dear Neighbors: In case you took the time to glance away from the TV long enough to look out your window and see me staggering around the yard with electrical cords, let me just clarify: I’m not drunk, I’m festive! The staggering was because of my blood sugar again. I thought I was just being especially clumsy in the snow; ...

So, yeah. Somehow, eating this red pear that I brought to work in my purse in a little baggie (together with a yellow apple, in a little baggie, and soybean-spread-and-cheese sammich – 17g of protein1 – in a little baggie2), reminded me of this dream I had Sunday night, which did not involve pears or baggies in any way, and ...

Holy crap! I built this! jenni ripley: master crafts(wo)man

Dear Friends: It’s funny that I’ve come to rely on this stupid website as therapy. Like, if I type it, it’s out of my head. I think maybe I’m going to become a self-help guru (wait, didn’t I do that already? No, I was a diet guru for a while. Right.) and promote the internet for healing: Get yourself a ...