Happy Women’s History Month, Darlings! This month we celebrate the inspiring lives and achievements of badass women everywhere, from those who have left their marks on the ledger to those who are still etching theirs. In the ongoing march of time, their legacies of courage, initiative, intelligence, willpower and all around badassery will not be forgotten. Here are a few of Literally, Darling’s favorite women of history....more
Christmas is already behind us and the year is almost over. Some of us remove our Christmas decorations as soon as Christmas is over, but others keep them up until Epiphany. Either way, putting a Christmas tree up at Christmastime dates back several centuries and I thought this could be interesting to know where this all came from and when it all started....more
Tea!I know that I have mentioned it before and it is mentioned in just about every profile blurb for me all over the Internet: I am a tea enthusiast. I love, love, love tea. All kinds and in all ways....more
Okay. Today's post might seem more like a rant than a post, but I will try to taper it a bit. And not be so ranty. But, I'm upset. I've been upset about this before and have managed to just roll my eyes and move on. This time it feels different and I really feel like maybe now is the time to say something. This is what appears in the AARP Magazine this month:...more
A few weeks ago, I thought my memory could use some work. But after talking with some friends about my memory gaps, I've determined that I have a pretty good memory. I can remember little details around my childhood; lectures that I attended in college and loads of details about my time with my wonderful husband....more
I have been participating in my own personal scanfest of late. Since March of this year, I have uploaded 7.7 GB to my cloud drive. That's 4,430 images and 25 videos. (Some of the files came from my digital camera, to be fair.) If only I were close to being caught up!
I have been curious for years about one of the photos I scanned just this morning. It's a picture of me, on a rainy day, standing in front of some sort of monument / memorial. I think I was about 8 or so years old. All I knew for sure is we were in Europe. (I so stink at geography.)