I am a white woman married to a black man with three bi-racial daughters. This does not make me an expert on race. I don't know how to talk about it and I worry that when I do want to talk about it, I may say something wrong and inadvertently offend someone. Unfortunately, no one … Continue reading Race – Why Can’t We Talk About It?
My little sister recently was trolling the aisles at the Walmart Market when she was approached by a ruggedly attractive vagabond hipster cradling a frozen chicken in his right hand. He leaned over to her left, and in a low, confident whisper said, "just wanted to let you know...you're looking really good". She smiled and … Continue reading Conscious Coupling and a Frozen Chicken
It is always surprising to me when someone doesn't see their flaws. Especially since I spend most of my time focused on mine. It's not just me either. I know some pretty amazing people. AMAZING. (You know who you are.) No joke. I really think if I gathered all of you up, we could pretty … Continue reading Perfect or Perfectly Flawed?
I like to imagine my theme song for each day I am wandering around this planet. Today it was the song "Break Stuff" by Limp Bizkit. It starts off like this: It's just one of those days Where you don't want to wake up Everything is f&%$'d Everybody sucks You don't really know why But … Continue reading Bad Mood Be Gone
The song This Must Be the Place is one of those songs I could listen to over and over again. (I actually have three different renditions of this song on my Spotify playlists. Talking Heads of course, then Lumineers, and then Feronia.) Two lines have been rolling through my head today... And you love me till … Continue reading My Heart Hasn’t Stopped Yet
I am one of those people that delay the inevitable. Or in other tribes, some may call me a procrastinator. I like to think of it as taking the time to enjoy each second of every last moment before I actually have to do something. I learned this beautiful character trait from a very skilled … Continue reading A Few Good Procrastinators
I recently made a wild purchase. I bought a new bicycle. I even got a bulbous white helmet with flowers, a front and back light, a lock, and a drink holder. Don't forget the items needed to change a tire in case I get a flat. This is serious business. What led me to this … Continue reading My Inner Cynic is a Dude?
I have a trick ankle. By this I mean I can be walking along, feeling fine, and BAMMM! Shooting pain from my ankle. When I went to the podiatrist, he enthusiastically congratulated me for having such flexible ankles. They are so flexible, in fact, that the bones all roll together causing something to pinch and … Continue reading Tricky Ankles and Brains, Oh My
Setting Living room. Orange chair. Giant dog chewing his toenails on his orthopedic giant bed. Ceiling fans are circulating the warm air and music is playing in the background. Feeling very adult, I open a bottle of Apothic Red (with a real cork and everything), pour a glass for myself and swirl it around in … Continue reading Please Do Not Sit on the Rails
I am in the midst of a lethargic rebellion today. It's one of those days where this slug has decided to camp out behind my eyes and moving seems impossible. I tried to fight off the rebellion by ingesting copious amounts of caffeine, lifting weights, and shopping for produce (the intent is to not let the asparagus … Continue reading Lethargic Rebellion