Bilbo’s Birthday (or: the Baggins-ian Calendar Proposition)

Yesterday was Bilbo Baggins's birthday. It's the only fictional-character-birthday I know, and not because I'm a big Tolkien nerd (though I am), but because it's also my sister's birthday. Just before my own birthday earlier in the month (or as I like to think of it: the annual reminder from my mother about what LABOR … Continue reading Bilbo’s Birthday (or: the Baggins-ian Calendar Proposition)

On Mobility

I used to say I hated moving, when "moving" involved packing and hauling and unpacking boxes every time... But moving kept happening, even while I said that. I averaged more than a move-a-year in the decade before I married Jon---never mind that with every move I earnestly swore my intention of staying put! I blamed circumstances … Continue reading On Mobility