While I was cleaning my basement a few weeks ago, I made a discovery. My high school diary. If you ever want to see how much you’ve evolved, try reading anything you wrote before the age of 17. Fair warning: it can be a wild ride for your self-esteem. I should mention I’ve been feeling… Continue reading Dear Diary, Why Was I So Pathetic?
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
Reading my friend Teri’s blog post about how colleges should broadcast the entire halftime show during football games took me on a trip down memory lane—to my high school marching band days. During Christmas break in 1987, our small-town Ohio high school band had the incredible opportunity to travel to Orlando, Florida, to compete in… Continue reading Citrus Bowl My Ass. More Like Citrus Hole
When I was a young adult thinking about having babies, I could only focus on one thing: the pain.Or maybe the vomiting.Pain and vomiting.Vomiting and pain.That’s all I could wrap my little head around. I was neurotic enough about having sex for the first time because I knew there would be pain.And, honestly, I was… Continue reading My Baby Story: More Animal Planet Than TLC
There is a particular feeling that shows up for me this time of year. It arrives quietly, usually disguised as an email reminding parents that the first day of school is almost here. Depending on the moment I read it, I can feel pulled in two directions at once. If I had opened that email… Continue reading Not Looking Forward
I have a sister dog. Not like a sister wife. Not even close. She is my parents’ dog, and I love her like a human sister. Possibly more. I never had to share clothes or shoes with her, and we have never fought over a boyfriend. She has been part of our lives for nine… Continue reading So Easy, My Sister Dog Can Do It
A Grace Full Life 