Because of the pandemic, we did our living room makeover with furniture and art work that’s been in our house for decades. Read more.
A Case of the Human Condition
I’m Barbara Falconer Newhall and I’ve got an incurable Case of the Human Condition. And since you do too, I’m counting on you to laugh and cry along with me as I riff on life as we know it . . . Below you'll read about my creaky, old fifties house, my forays into home gardening, my shopping stories, my spectacularly low-fashion wardrobe -- and more.
I’ve Got Covid Arm. Good News? Sheltering at Home Week 48
Apparently, Covid arm is a thing. Lots of people who got the Moderna vaccine now have a big welt on their arm. We are a trendy group. Read more.
Our New Honeycomb Shades: Out of Sight. Out of Mind. Sheltering at Home Week 47
Our lush draperies are gone — replaced by minimalist honeycomb shades that stay out of sight when retracted. That’s the way we like it. Read more.
Oops. I Forgot to Do My Kegels. I Blame the Coronavirus. Sheltering at Home Week 46
Before the pandemic kept me from doing much driving, I did my Kegels whenever I stopped for a red light: Brake, pause. Kegel, Kegel, Kegel. Read more.
We Got Our Shots! Sheltering at Home Week 46
Things were looking good last week. We watched the Inauguration. We had our first restaurant meal in nearly a year. And we got our shots. Read more.
This Scary Week I’m Writing About Camellias. Here’s Why
I didn’t want to write about that man. I wanted him out of my life and my psyche. Then he did what he did this scary week. Read more.
I’m Getting Ready to Die. Just in Case. Sheltering at Home Week 40
The coronavirus is out there. So I’m getting ready to die — starting with making sure my holiday gifts for my husband are wrapped and ready. Read more.