We live in a delicate balance in our home, the dance between life and death ever turning. This fear is a constant companion for our days and nights, ever in the back of our minds like an unwanted house guest … Continue reading
Last year during a Mega Millions drawing, I bought my first (and probably last) lottery ticket ever. I’m not much of a gambler, for what I believe are good reasons: Any money I have I like to keep in my … Continue reading
I am über happy right now because I’ve been baking pie all afternoon. Now, I like baking pie for two reasons: Yum Baking is a mellowing activity I love but in which I infrequently get to indulge I am good … Continue reading
A few weeks back my husband pointed to a spot on one of my thighs and said, “Wow, look at that fat pocket there.” And then I turned into a fire-breathing dragon and destroyed him. I mean, true, I’d put … Continue reading
Has anyone noticed this blog is all, “me, me, me” lately? I know that’s what a blog technically is, which makes it the perfect medium for me, really. But today I’m tired of me. Blech. Let’s focus outside of the … Continue reading
Okay, I promise I am not going to be forever writing about my tattoo experience, but one observation about the undertaking demands sharing, especially if you’ve been thinking about getting a tattoo. You should be forewarned, just in case you don’t want … Continue reading
I haven’t written much about my alcoholism on here, partly because sometimes it’s just not a focal point in my day-to-day life, but partly because this is my happy place. Alcoholism by its very nature requires one be filled with … Continue reading
Today I finally went to the podiatrist for my broken pinkie toe. Nothing in life prepared me for what a gigantic waste of time and money that trip would turn out to be. But I guess I need to back … Continue reading
Has anyone here experienced the total wrong-ness of growing up backwards? No? Really? I guess I’m the only one. Again. In a complete paradox, I seem to get younger as I age. Not in a sci-fi way. Or a Benjamin … Continue reading
Sorry, dear readers, I worked twelve hours today. On spreadsheets. No, really, ON FRICKIN’ SPREADSHEETS. I haven’t eaten, I haven’t kissed my husband hello. It’s already been a tough week. But I needed to be here, briefly, because this is … Continue reading
