Things

It’s that time of year again. The leaves have started to turn, flit and fluttering gold and red. There’s a hint of wood smoke and an apple tartness in the air; time to dig out your gloves and search for your scarf. The sun is beginning to hunker down and the nights are creeping close. It’s a…

All you need is love. And a wig.

Last week I dressed up as Princess Leia.  It wasn’t Halloween, Mardi Gras, or even a costume party.  Nor does my husband have a kinky fetish for intergalactic rebel royalty (that I’m aware of).  I dressed up because my youngest son is a Star Wars freak and it was his birthday party.  Yes, that’s right….