Bell Bottom Blues

Love this song. I’ll start with that. Eric Clapton’s voice crooning the vocals tore at my heartstrings in my younger days. (I’ll confess, when I listen to the song now, it still does…) However, this post is not about the song (as much beloved at it is), but about those denim jeans we, of aContinueContinue reading “Bell Bottom Blues”

Every Picture Tells a Story

Don’t it? I’m listening to Rod Stewart’s cd of the same name right now. It was a birthday gift, along with Gasoline Alley, Dan Fogelberg’s The Innocent Age, and a FunkoPop Dobby—actually holding a teeny, tiny sock! This past weekend, I celebrated my birthday with all my kids (three sons and two significant others). FourContinueContinue reading “Every Picture Tells a Story”