Crack open that box of wine because escrow closed on our house — yay! Celebrate National Pi Day on 3/14 … or as the Pi purists would type … 3.14. Have someone explain to me exactly what Pi is. Start … Continue reading →

  Why are you still here?  These are the late and Earnest days.  Ladies, your toes are Gathering frost as you stand at the Edge of this hardening lake.   Your eyes have long stopped following Your ganders who’ve flown … Continue reading →

I have less than ten minutes — according to my wrist/hand therapist — to play computer, write a post, or otherwise communicate with my peeps. I got in trouble last week for doing what I thought I was allowed to … Continue reading →

The spoon Some days I think I need nothing more in life than a spoon. With a spoon I can eat oatmeal Or take the medicine doctors prescribe I can swat a fly sleeping on the sill or pound the … Continue reading →

She said: A woman should always have a kitchen with plenty of spoons and bowls; cinnamon and apples. She should have clear space to work and a good recipe book. She should whistle to spread happiness over her preparations.  There … Continue reading →

This is how it works: You inch onto the edge of the world With nothing more than a kite of Trembling words and a slender string. You fling yourself into thin air. Then you write things that desperately Need more than a … Continue reading →

I do backwards Lent.  Instead of giving up something, I ADD something.  That way I’m not obligated to give up my lattes or my evening wine or my foul mouthed ways.  Sweet! This year I’ve decided to add one writing … Continue reading →

    For the umpteenth year in a row, I’ve missed Ash Wednesday and its compulsory ashes heaped upon one’s forehead.  I did, however, manage to consume only one eensy-teensy piece of chicken before remembering it’s a no-meat day for … Continue reading →

Here’s what happened:  I woke up; nothing hurt, at least not much; but I woke up. This morning I counted up the number of surgery scars on my body.  Eleven in all.  Dan says I’m done now with surgeries.  I … Continue reading →

Tomorrow.  Scary Tomorrow.  Arrive at 8:00 a.m.  Check In.  Dress in the gown that opens rudely in the back. Think plump veins.  Close your eyes and turn your head, Praying for the one fat vein that will open and flow … Continue reading →