Plinky asked me to describe the worst teacher I’ve ever had. I figured that since two teachers instantly came to mind, it was a big…
My 13-year-old niece thinks I’m pretty cool. In fact, she’s gone as far as to give me the nickname “Aunt Awesome.” She looks up to…
Blogs are great for the ego. Here on Just Frances, I rule the content; it’s all about me and I can say anything I want.…
Whatifs are terrible little things. They hold us back from doing all of the important things in life. They feed on fear and worry and self-doubt. But…
I ran the Runner Stumbles 5K yesterday with my nephew. My cousin and her son joined us, too, which was a fun little treat. I…
I’ll start this post by saying that I don’t think I’m old or fat. But when I go to a university-operated gym where the average…
Since Paul died I’ve really struggled with my identity, which is a bit ironic when I think about the identity struggle I went through as…
A conversation this afternoon reminded me that it’s time to swap out handbags; something I’ve not done since returning from my holidays so it’s really…
Sixteen years ago I became an aunt when my eldest sister had her first child. I can’t believe that my sister has a kid old…
Oh my goodness gracious me! My parents sent me home with an old scrapbook of mine and I just had to share this awful picture.…
As much as I hate to admit my mistakes and mishaps, I feel that it’s only fair to share a bit of my humility – and it…
We adopted Schrodie when she was about eight months old. She’d had a hard life and was certainly not your typical cat, but we didn’t…