Day One. I am curled up in my oversized chair, enjoying the quiet of the morning, sipping my cup of hot lemon water and wishing it were coffee. Soon, I will brew a batch of mint green tea to drink (iced) all day, and I will wish it were coffee. For breakfast, I will drop a landfill-bound straw into a semi-healthy, ersatz chocolate protein drink, … Continue reading Day One
You know it’s a lazy Sunday when making mac & cheese feels like “slaving all day over a hot stove.” Continue reading Too lazy for a title
I think all the items in my junk drawer need an appointment at Planned Parenthood. Continue reading Junkrabbits
Just because I’m moody, doesn’t mean you’re not irritating. In other news, I cant seem to make it through the garage without getting a splinter in my middle finger. Am I subconsciously flipping off random pieces of wood as I walk by? I’m headed to the quick shop for some PopTarts. Don’t judge. TGIF y’all. Continue reading Wooden Birds
So often, family is not about blood. It’s about who we choose to be a permanent part of our life. Real “family” sticks around for the messy stuff. If you call them at 2 am, they don’t just answer the phone. They show up… in their pajamas… and bring bail money, a shovel, an alibi, and all the time and love it takes to fix … Continue reading Burying the Body
I thought we had made up… become friends again. I enjoyed spending my nights with you, my bed with you. You made me feel young again! I actually believed you were a part of my life for the long haul. And then, just like that, you leave me! I will never again let you seduce me in a movie theater, or tease me on a … Continue reading The Break-Up
One of my walkabouts in New York City began on a cool-ish morning, but the temperature heated up significantly by lunch. I had dilly-dallied on my way up 5th Avenue. I stopped to chat with a fruit vendor, and decided to buy a red apple because, well, the whole “Big Apple” thing. But that was dumb, because I don’t particularly like red apples, so I … Continue reading Lemonade, Scones and Heartbreak
There is a scene from a medical television show: A surgeon is unable to save his patient. As he approaches the waiting room to break the news to the family that their father/husband/friend did not survive, he pauses behind the window. The group is standing up, after hours of anxiously waiting, and someone is telling a funny story. They are all smiling and laughing. The … Continue reading Their Stories
Dear 7 a.m., Why are you here? We don’t have a date for Saturday morning. Go away, I’ll see you Monday. Continue reading Snooze
Since I began this blog, my goal was to post something every day, Monday – Friday. Except for one (very busy and grandchild-filled) Wednesday, I’ve accomplished that goal. I have found that I have quite a few “Accidentally Human” stories (they seem to never end, so I’ve decided to go ahead and order the bubble-wrap suit, helmet and bedazzled “Fall Risk” jewelry), and I have … Continue reading Bloglettes
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