Mistress of the Mix

I can’t even remember the last time I had a decent night’s sleep. It all started back in April, when Olive jumped out of bed in the middle of the night, ran out into the back yard, and let the… Continue Reading →

Looking back on all the summers that I can remember in my life, I can tell you exactly what I was doing and where I was by the music I was listening to. And likewise, when I hear music from… Continue Reading →

I’ve made a lot of short speeches to audiences at the Cascade Theatre over the years as Mistress of Ceremonies, but I’m about to make my most important appearance on stage yet this weekend when I deliver the eulogy for… Continue Reading →

To put it mildly, I was kind of a rebel back in the day. I was the kind of kid who liked to march to the beat of my own drum. I just thought I knew what was best for… Continue Reading →

I’ll be brief. I’m taking you back to probably the year 2005. My eight year old daughter seemed a little confused. She was looking at a photo in my office and said to me, “No mama. That’s not right.” It… Continue Reading →

We sat there, dumbfounded, looking at my husband’s DNA test results. At the top of the list, was a woman who – according to science – is my husband’s first cousin. We didn’t recognize her name. As first cousins, they’d… Continue Reading →

I probably shouldn’t be telling you this. Not just because it involves my husband crying some pretty hard tears and spilling family secrets, but because it kind of gives away the ending… the end of the blockbuster movie about my… Continue Reading →

These days, when I visit my parents in Southern Oregon, the first thing I say when I walk in the door is, “Where’s that damned cat?” If you didn’t follow my saga of Lint, my dad’s cat, back in January,… Continue Reading →

It’s not just a blue moon. It’s not just a blood moon. It’s not even just a supermoon. This week we’ll be treated to all three at once. Hold onto your socks and get out your cameras people, because what… Continue Reading →

Today we said farewell to our son. He stood in a room with eight other young men and women, at attention, hands clasped behind their backs, as a man in head to toe camouflage led them in an oath: I… Continue Reading →