Posted in March 2015 …

give a care

My husband had surgery this week. It’s a thing he has done semi-regularly in our 20 years of marriage. It’s a thing he will, inevitably, do again. Because the surgeon says so. And because his ankles are a hot mess. Not to brag or anything but I’ve kind of gotten good at this surgery thing. … Continue reading →

a most unusual club

This is the story of how I met a friend by googling my own name. Once upon a time, I googled my name. Stop it. You do it too. It can’t come as a surprise to you that I am a narcissist. This is not news. I have a blog. Only narcissists have blogs. So … Continue reading →

having my cake &

I’m pretty bad at birthdays – like stinky bad.  I’m not going to remember yours even when facebook reminds me. If I do, I probably won’t do anything terribly special.  I might buy you a taco, I know a good place. Or, I might send you a text.  But chances are much better that I’ll … Continue reading →