Good Saturday morning! The remnants of Andrea have passed, and the sun is out shining brightly here in Dirty Jerz. I’m in a mess of pain- back, legs, particularly my left thigh,…

  I read with interest my fellow BOLD writer Carmen Fletcher’s “Confessions of a Preacher Kid: Chelsea Stanton”. I can relate. Me, too. I actually come from a long ministerial line; my…

    Five years ago today, K and I had our first date. I asked him out with help from a mini-green Post-It. I chose a local diner right down the street…

Can you believe it’s June already? Where does the time go?   Tony who? Meet the new Iron Man.       First, I’ve got to let you all know about my…

    So I’m still at work on that painting. I’ve been flipping through the stack of glossy mags my mother-in-law sent me from Trinidad for inspiration. The colors- the rich greens,…

  Sunday’s New York Times       I hope you had a great Memorial Day Weekend. Mine was cool, although I spent most of it at home and did not attend…

    Happy Memorial Day weekend, Folks! It was a tough week here at the De Freitas Homestead. First K fell ill, then Zoe. And judging by how I’ve been feeling for…

    More rain is in the forecast for the tri-state area. It’s not raining yet, so I was about to make a quick morning trip to Starbucks for a iced coffee…

    To everyone who valiantly tried to leave a comment yesterday only to have Disqus gobble it into cyber oblivion or who received prompts (threats?) to start a Disqus account: I’m…