Pardon our mess! We’re moving hosting providers and making some updates to the site. Any broken images will be back soon.
Thanks for your patience!
I pulled off quite the late bloomer feat three years ago when I got pregnant at the overly ripe age of 46. My one friend stated, leave it to Shalagh to pull off that kind of way-outside-the-box stunt. I wanted no regrets in trying to have one more. And one more is exactly what I…
It’s a slow insipid slide down the aging chute. And my body betrays me despite my best efforts to ignore it. I have just a few issues with getting just a bit older. I ‘d like to claim them and then just leave them where they lay here on this page and walk away. Today,…
An annual holiday-time dinner with close friends had me cooking and catering this weekend. It’s a my turn , your turn, their turn kinda deal. And being pregnant had gotten me off the hook for a couple of years. As we were all pouring our glasses of port or coffees, digesting the fabulous beef tenderloin,…
Archives
