James Frey wrote a book. A work based both literally and loosely on experience. He tried to offer his manuscript as fiction, but somewhere along the line, someone decided it should be a memoir. So, memoir it was! A Million … Continue reading →

Here’s my favorite version of the classic Leonard Cohen song. My kids call it the Shrek song. I call it beautiful, haunting. Hallelujah I understand only part of its esoteric words, but misunderstanding something’s full meaning doesn’t make it any … Continue reading →

Me: Do you remember Underwear Boy? Dan: The one in the tidy whities that we could see through our bedroom window? Yeah, why? Me: We need curtains. Dan: We have shades. Me: I know, but we still need curtains. What … Continue reading →

It’s naptime at the McCanta house. Hubby’s on the couch, mouth open, sweet and softly snoring. Dogs litter the hallway with their long bodies, legs all akimbo. Now and then, I hear the thump, thump of a tail in half-wag, … Continue reading →

Wilson the Labradoodle is five months old now. He’s getting his big boy teeth. With the help of some nice hard Nyla bones, lots and lots of chewy toys, and a bizillion admonitions to “Leave it!” if he even looks … Continue reading →

I met writers today. REAL writers! Folks who have published books sitting right there on bookstore shelves. Published WRITERS!!! As I slobbered after them, trying hard to maintain my last semblance of decorum while drool ran down my chin, I … Continue reading →

Okay, so life is crazy goofy.  Me!  At my age … have decided to get in shape and grow a muscle.  Maybe two or even three.  For the past weeks, I’ve been working out with a personal trainer who stands … Continue reading →

Wilson the Labradoodle is growing up. Yesterday he received his first big-boy haircut. Yes, he’s growing up. Four months old now and using the great outdoors to do his business — every time! He knows sit, down, stay, come, wait, … Continue reading →

If I were a bird, one might have called me “on the wing” today.  Away from the nest, but settled deep within an urgency to locate a source of food that might nourish my babies.  Myself. I found today’s source … Continue reading →

By normal standards, I wouldn’t have noticed an older man pushing his granddaughter through a store in a grocery cart any more than I’d have noticed anyone else in particular. I’m usually intent on sticking to my grocery list and … Continue reading →