http://www.starshineroshell.com My dad is a woodcarver and he worked most of a year on my 'tiny mansion.' It was replete with French doors, balconies, and a buzzing doorbell. February 4, 2010 http://www.starshineroshell.com/stories/20100204.html Dents? What dents?? January 28, 2010 http://www.starshineroshell.com/stories/20100128.html Lovin' large? Polyamorists see love as a many -- MANY -- splendored thing. January 21, 2010 http://www.starshineroshell.com/stories/20100121.html Slop-slinging can be glee-inducing. January 7, 2010 http://www.starshineroshell.com/stories/20100107.html 'Don't let the dog lick your privates' and other things no one should have to say. December 31, 2009 http://www.starshineroshell.com/stories/20091231.html Why should I be blessed with a guy who turns me on and tolerates my considerable freakiness when so many of my hotter, younger, and far nicer friends are still solo-and-searching? December 17, 2009 http://www.starshineroshell.com/stories/20091217.html Will decades of December deceit land our kids in therapy? December 10, 2009 http://www.starshineroshell.com/stories/20091210.html What happens when TV producers option your book for a sitcom? I found out. December 3, 2009 http://www.starshineroshell.com/stories/20091203.html How Facebookers helped me survive the Tween TV Tantrum Trauma! November 26, 2009 http://www.starshineroshell.com/stories/20091126.html Starshine went to bed angry and lived to write about it. November 19, 2009 http://www.starshineroshell.com/stories/20091119.html