A few weeks ago, I wrote about attending my high school reunion and what I didn't plan to do beforehand. That post received a surprisingly positive response, as well as numerous requests for a follow-up post. Mostly because you wanted to know if I told anyone that I trained hamsters in my basement. Sorry to… Continue reading I Went to My High School Reunion and Lived to Tell
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The Bench
My daughter and I married my husband in a barn ten years ago this month. Our wedding was held in a historic 1800s barn that had been moved down the road to its current location on the day we married in 2006. In terms of barns, the barn isn't particularly appealing from the outside. It's… Continue reading The Bench
How I’m Making Winter My Bitch
Last winter, I had a tough go of it. In fairness to myself, when I was not in pain, I was making flavorless Rice Krispie treats. So really, I was not giving myself a head start. There were some high points, though. I had a cozy green chair I could not get out of, and… Continue reading How I’m Making Winter My Bitch
Kicking Off 2016 With Some Balls
Lots of them, in fact. Balls as far as the eye can see. I do not know when it started. All I know is that for most of my life I have had the humor level of an elementary-age child. Farting is funny. Burping is funny. Balls are funny. Now, I do have decorum. Do… Continue reading Kicking Off 2016 With Some Balls
The Day I Ran Away From Home
My husband works long hours. With my perimenopause symptoms, headaches, and the kids' schedules, this year has been difficult. Especially in the last few weeks. Lots of tears, frustration, temper tantrums, and storms from the morning until the lights went out at night. I literally turned off my phone after my youngest got off the… Continue reading The Day I Ran Away From Home
Stay Beautiful
Lately, I have been feeling like shit. You all know it and my closest family and friends know it too. I am going through a mix of something in between perimenopause and seasonal hatred that needs to be diagnosed quickly before I buy a yacht or 70s psychedelic food truck or some tragic outfit like… Continue reading Stay Beautiful