Let’s face it. Spike heels aren’t much good for doing what real women do – drive an SUV, wash down the deck. Same goes for long fingernails. What gives? 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.
A Case of the Human Condition: When Your Six-Year-Old Wants to Talk Money
Our 6-year-old wanted an allowance. Jon and I debated: 50 cents a week? 75? “Let’s not talk in cents,” said Peter. “Let’s talk in dollars.” Read more.
The Case of the Missing Blog Posts — Blame It on a Mischievous Software Glitsch
Oops. Six missing blog posts! My apologies to subscribers who didn’t get my June and July updates. Blame it on the ongoing website construction. Read more.
Jury Duty Is a Lot Like Fourth-Grade Softball. Here’s Why
Jury duty selection feels like 4th grade softball, when one’s very right to take up space on the planet depends on someone choosing, or not choosing, you. Read more.
The American Flag Is Flying in My Liberal, Elitist, San Francisco Bay Area Neighborhood Today. Here’s Why.
‘The right wingers don’t own the American flag flag,’ I said as my husband hung the Stars and Stripes from our garage. ‘It’s my flag too.’ Read more.
More Construction Is Under Way — We’re Giving My Website a New Look
My website will be down from time to time over the next few day. It’s under construction. We’re making it mobile friendly for easier viewing. Read more.
For One Night I Was Important Again. Thank You Armistead Maupin
At a party for “The Untold Tales of Armistead Maupin” I discovered I was important enough to score quality time with the likes of Jonathan Groff. Read more.