Cassina Farley

One of the worst things you can do to me is to invite me somewhere where I’ve got to dress up.

My paternal grandmother, Nana Barbara lived in a camper on a Chevy truck in a Safeway parking lot somewhere near Campbell and Prince in Tucson for most of my early childhood. From what I remember her little “neighborhood” consisted of a grocery store, dollar store and a Bosa Donuts.  My father would take my sister […]

My brain and I have a standing 2:30 a.m. reservation every night in my bedroom. At this meeting we use the time to go over every stupid thing I’ve ever said or we try to fix things we cannot possibly fix. For example, last night my brain woke me up to think about my trashcans. […]

I watched our school transform into a triage unit for kids in our community.

When I was a kid my parents got a membership to the Price Club. In my 12-year-old eyes it was a place where your mom and dad went on the weekends and bought buckets of laundry soap, cases of motor oil and shop towels. There never seemed to be anything for kids there and therefore […]

One Sunday morning I got sucked into one of those “Steals and Deals” segments on a national news program. Usually they sell things like weighted blankets and scented candles, nothing too interesting. On this particular Sunday it was all about New Year – New You. Naturally it centered on weight loss, exercise and all the […]

I feel like I have just dug myself out of the rubble of a horrendous blast. The past year has been one unbelievable event after another. We have experienced so much shock and tragedy it’s hard to imagine the possibility of a new year and a clean slate.  I picked up a few bad habits […]