Pity Party, Table for 1

Sometimes, a day just sucks. For me, that’s today. Very homesick for my peeps in other states, for the comfort of the familiar, and for nice people when I walk out into the wide world (instead of the aggression natural to those northeastern grown). I know I’m fortunate. I know I’m simply wallowing for a … Continue reading →

Finding a new vet after a move

One of the fun things in life is when other people notice and appreciate the great things in your life, the things that bring you joy and make you smile. My pup is one of those, and I’m grateful that my new neighbors have gone out of their way to tell me how beautiful and … Continue reading →

Lessons from Moving Central – Part II

Which part of my inner housekeeper insists that I must launder every single item that was relocated prior to finding it a new home, and how can I shut it up?? And why MUST I unpack the entire contents of the kitchen BEFORE determining where and how everything will be put away? I’m so sick … Continue reading →

To my younger self…

I had a conversation recently with an old friend, who reminded me of something I’d done in a moment of passion in my early 20’s. I personally have no recollection of the event but this particular friend is a bit of a freak of nature with the memory thing so I’m confident that she’s correct … Continue reading →

On the NY soda debate…

OK. I really, really tried not to write about this. After all, who needs yet another opinion in the sea of insanity that this debate has become? I’m failing miserably to stay out of it, however. I’m flabbergasted that rational people would actually consider such a radical reduction in people’s civil liberties, simply to try … Continue reading →

Just wanna be close to you

My puppy is so sweet, and 99% of the time I love that he wants to be no further than 3 feet from me at any time. Today, though, it’s been a bit of a pain in the a**. I’m moving. Across the country. Again. So naturally there’s quite a bit of prep work required. … Continue reading →

Lucky bug(ger)

When I was growing up, there were three bugs that my family never, ever, under any circumstances, killed. Ladybugs and crickets were protected for their good-luck-bringing properties, and daddy long-legs were protected because they ate other spiders (so they were on the same side as us, very ‘enemy of my enemy is my friend’ thinking). … Continue reading →

Liars, Lies, and Littleness

A friend of mine (or at least someone I thought was a friend) lied about me yesterday. Not a big lie, in the grand opera of life, but one intended to make me appear smaller to those who heard it. My friend doesn’t know that I discovered the lie, because my friend didn’t think I’d … Continue reading →