The Sh#tshow Jubilee

It shouldn’t surprise anyone to learn that yours truly was born in a hurricane. And I’ve spent the last 50 years, intentionally or otherwise, corroborating it wasn't a mere coincidence. So it seemed appropriate to honor my 50th birthday with a quick history lesson. The storm that would eventually become Hurricane Agnes made landfall in... Continue Reading →

A-Typical

I’m sitting in the dark hallway guarding the door, the majority of the contents of the bedroom behind me now littering the second-floor landing. I’m exhausted, with my just-discharged-from-physical-therapy wrist wrapped in ice. I can feel a migraine forming above my left temple, and I’m really hoping the hanger I took to the nose won’t... Continue Reading →

Introspective Laryngitis

It’s been over a year since I posted anything here, and I don’t really know why. I’m certainly not any less introspective (or bat shit crazy). My life hasn’t suddenly become shitshow-less. If anything, you’d think a global pandemic would be perfect fodder for my musings. Yet while other creatives flourished, as evidenced by the... Continue Reading →

Auld Lang Syne

Every Christmas season before this one, getting a tree home and standing was a task I thought needed assistance, be it from an (ex) husband, my dad or a male friend. And, often begrudgingly, I asked for that help. But not this year. This year my girls and I went alone, picked out the perfect... Continue Reading →

“Turn, Turn, We Almost Become Dizzy”

As I flew home at the ass crack of dawn hungover (or maybe still slightly drunk) after a quick business trip to Kansas City last month, I fought back tears as lyrics to a Dave Matthew's song I'd heard countless times before suddenly committed treason on my unsuspecting heart. I'm really not sure what it... Continue Reading →

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