Last week, we got to go on a little family getaway to Cedar Point in Sandusky, Ohio. A few years ago, we met up with my brother and his family there, and this year, we decided to do it again — this time also meeting up with our dear friend Vikki and her family.… Continue reading Return to Snake Island-Cedar Point 2015
Category: Humor
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
Channeling Mr. Hughes
I know you think there's something wrong with me. A part of me wonders if there's something wrong with me as I try to recreate my adolescent years by sitting at a dead director's grave and writing for hours on end. But it was this realization that struck me on a humid early spring day… Continue reading Channeling Mr. Hughes
The Day I Found Out I Was in Menopause
I've always been lively, even obnoxious at times; it's just who I am.I move with purpose, laugh loudly, and snort every now and then.That is why I am ideal for blogging because I can edit and edit and edit again before releasing the final draft. I'm not a first-draft person.Meeting me in person is a… Continue reading The Day I Found Out I Was in Menopause
The Big Cozy Green Chair
A few weeks ago, I was on Facebook and saw a cool bean bag–like chair in someone’s house. A friend of a friend casually mentioned it was a Yogibo, like, oh yeah, everyone just has one of those lying around. I had never heard of a Yogibo, so I immediately went to Google because I… Continue reading The Big Cozy Green Chair
I Was 14 Once Too
Contrary to popular belief, I was 14 once too. Popular opinion = my 14-year-old daughter. I used to have a lot of attitude and angst, so I understand. And yet… I don’t always understand. It’s becoming harder to connect with the emotions, the pain, the pressure I felt from 1982 to 1988, when I was… Continue reading I Was 14 Once Too