by Missy Stevens | Whatever
An ode? Are you kidding me? You, Cedar Trees, have not earned an ode. You are jerks, and I’ve had about enough of your Cedar Fever. Why do we even encourage you by giving the you-induced sniffles a catchy name? I’d call for your complete eradication, but I...
by Missy Stevens | Whatever
Barely. The blog, that is. Me? I am very much all the way alive. You may or may not have noticed that there hasn’t been a post here since November 1. Frankly, I got really sick of myself and the blah, blah, blah posts. I decided to take a break (sorry I...
by Missy Stevens | Whatever
I like to have a title before I start writing. I rarely use my first title, but it helps me get started to have something, anything, at the top of the page. A throwback to elementary school, I guess, when our names went in the upper right corner, title centered on the...
by Missy Stevens | Whatever
Happy Day after Columbus Day. Are you suffering from holiday hangover, after all the Columbus Eve services and enormous Columbus Day feasts? No? Think Columbus wants to say, I sailed the damn ocean blue so I could discover America. Apparently there were already people...
by Missy Stevens | Whatever
I’m at a party talking to an acquaintance, someone I’ve known casually for over a decade. We’re talking about some big changes in her life, and the decisions she and her family will soon have to make. She’s explaining that they’re having...
by Missy Stevens | Whatever
When there’s a lot going on in the world, I feel blog paralysis. What on earth can I write about? It’s not like every minute of my every day is sunshine and lollipops. (And anyway? I think I’d find that annoying. I hate lollipops.) But things are...
Lapsed homemaker. Looking to hire a full-time housekeeper who will work for the sheer joy of a job well done and free coffee. Interested parties, DM please. 
