It didn’t come with a breakdown, no wailing, no thrashing, just a slow, dull thud. A culmination of all the things, so many small things and a few big ones, a few old ones, all piling up so I couldn’t see where I was going and splat. I’m not going to enumerate my grievances here, […]
On January 6, 2021. at around 10AM, Michael stepped into the garage and said, “Uh oh.” The drop ceiling where the upstairs bathroom plumbing goes was . . . sagging. Significantly. We had noticed there was something leaking over the summer, but it seemed intermittent, and we couldn’t find it, and it seemed to have
It’s almost over. Some of us didn’t make it. But for those who did, hopefully something important has been learned. One of the big lessons has been that no matter what our intentions are, our apple carts can be careened into and obliterated by collective insanity. I didn’t intend to take most of 2020 as
I feel like I’m waiting for the Third Shoe to drop. Well, I say third, but I’ve lost count, honestly. It seems like there has been a hailstorm of dropping shoes that started in 2016 and hasn’t ended yet and it almost feels like it never will. It’s like we’re living in the apartment below
If ever we needed a day completely devoted to giving thanks, it’s right now. We do have a lot to be thankful for, even if we have to dig deep to find it. And hopefully on January 20, 2021 we will have so much more to be thankful for. I’m not talking about the easy
Friends, let me say it again: We Create Our Own Reality. I made those words really big so you can’t miss them. Yes, we do, and the reality that is “out there” responds to what we think and believe “in here.” I remember 2016, seeing millions of Pepe the Frog memes, thinking, there’s something harsh
Those who have been reading these posts for a while will no doubt be familiar with my obsession with making things out of other things — mostly sewing, knitting and crocheting. I call it Fiber Therapy. It keeps my brain busy enough that my head stays quiet for a while, and I can relax and
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A dear friend passed away last week, someone I had known since elementary school. It hit me pretty hard. We were close in a weird way – we hadn’t seen each other in decades, but he found me on social media a few years back and we became good friends again. He reminded me that
When I was a kid, there was a woman in our neighborhood who had a tracheotomy due to throat cancer. She continued to smoke through the hole in her throat. I have known way too many people over my lifetime who refused to do anything about their drinking until they woke up in the hospital
I’m thinking out loud here, connecting a few dots that I have put on the map along the way, seeing the shape of things from a 20,000 foot perspective, so don’t quote me on this, and don’t think that this is gospel or science, because I’m just thinking out loud. Okay? Okay. Here’s one sciencey
