Would you like to hear Of the terrible night When I bravely fought the — No? all right. – Shel Silverstein, The Battle Lately I feel like I am drowning in my own narcissism. Me – starring in my own show about me! and what I buy at the grocery store, and what I read… Read More Narcissism, Neuroses, Etc.
I got nuthin’ to say this morning except that it’s raining — and I’ve turned every light on in the house even though it’s only 9:00am. This reminds me that fall is coming and after that, eight months of darkness. The ladies of Jcrewville will have to pack their Lily Pulitzer away until next year.… Read More Fall Preview
His periwinkle eyes were my first clue. Standing there alone, clutching a five dollar bill, he looked confused about where the line ended. I motioned for him to cut in front of me. He moved up to the counter. “Can I have my mom’s drink, please?” The cashier seemed confused. “What, honey?” “My mom’s drink.”… Read More Small-Town Ledger
It’s an impossibly beautiful morning. The back door is wide open. I’m supposed to go on a walk with my husband to loosen up my sore muscles and his creaky back, but right now he’s reading the sports page so I have a few minutes to indulge in me-me-me-time. Waltz promised she’d read my grocery… Read More The Short List
Sometimes remission can fool you into thinking you’re cured – or even misdiagnosed. I’ve been feeling so great: running, drinking coffee, hunching over the laptop, gardening…doing basically whatever I want. I recently told a friend “I have no pain, I feel completely normal.” Jinx. Then it reappeared – angry back pain, a fork twisting between… Read More Flare-ups are a Pain.
It started out as a lovely idea. The state where I live may be stingy with jobs, but she is mighty generous with her fresh water, Christmas trees and blueberries. While I love the beach and a proper Frasier Fir, I’ve never really taken full advantage of the whole blueberry thing. So today, in a… Read More Hurry! I Need Blueberry Recipes.