The decision by unelected justices eviscerated my constitutional right to bodily autonomy. And my daughter’s rights and my granddaughter’s rights.
Read More“ Nope, no way! I’m afraid of alligators, silly, not vulnerability,” adding, “thanks a lot, Brené Brown!” My new nickname for said husband.
Read MoreOne million. On a good day, it sounds rosy and abundant. Like one million dollars.
Read MoreIt’s unimaginable the countless ways we string our cache of words together to express the mundane to the sublime, from our deepest thoughts to our grocery list. How lucky are we?
Read MoreListen, I have a lot of good thoughts, they’re just not where I left them.
Read MoreSt. Valentine never intended for us to gorge on sappy sentiments. No! This third century saint was all about bees.
Read MoreJoy. It’s in short supply. Or is it?
Read MoreDo I look like a deviled egg? Or remind you vaguely of a jalapeño popper? I must, because whenever there’s a potluck, I am always assigned the appetizers! You know, the food that’s served before the food.
Read MoreLately, I can’t help but notice this habit of over-apologizing and it makes me very sorry.
Read MoreApril is a funny month. Not just because it begins with April Fool’s Day and ends on National Hairball Awareness Day. It’s no laughing matter, people!
Read MoreMy sister lives a mere 7.8 miles away. That’s walkable, right? Of course, I’d have to pack snacks and maybe a tent for a nap. After all, it’s over 15 thousand steps.
Read MoreThat’s right, my personal Rip Van Winkle blissfully sleeps through relentless bee-dee-beeps - sometimes 15 minutes straight! I know because I’ve had plenty of opportunity to lie in bed and seethe, I mean, time it.
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