Jill G. Roberts

I see it now. My home decor never was shabby chic, it is eclectic kitsch! I'm an advertising slave by day at a great metropolitan newspaper, and a frenetic poet and couch potato by night (depending on the biorhythms and day of the week). On most Sundays, I am surrounded by (in no particular order): God, music, children, solar radiation, or extra closet space.



Okay, really I don’t know this moppet’s name, so I’m calling him Skeeter. I unearthed him from my grandmother’s home...