I’m pretty sure, in this day and age, that most people are familiar with The Sandwich Generation. And if not, click on through to the Wikipedia article and catch up. Back? Good. My parents were the first incarnation of The …
While I trying to write more often about gifted parenting issues, sometimes I just have little to say. Or too much to say that would likely be misconstrued. Or other worries take over my brain waves, like today. Thankfully I …
Who’s afraid of the Big Bad Botulism? Not me! Anymore. For years upon years upon an unreal number of years I have wanted to learn to can fruits and veggies. Something deep and dark in my psyche would awaken in …
For the last two weeks, I have been in maintenance mode. Anything and everything that could be put off until August 18th was. Emails? Unless urgent, postponed. Phone calls the same. Blogging fuggedaboutit. Books, errands, miscellaneous B.S. that needs to …
Oh, Sunday nap, how you elude me. I yearn for your soft embrace, yet you stay just out of reach. The few times that we have hooked up it has been a blissful union, and I miss those halcyon days. …
I’ve decided to kumquat go crazy. Really not a difficult decision, as I was already 3/4 of the way there, but just deciding to give in and just go the remainder of the way was freeing. I haven’t felt a …
If you’re joining from the Living My MoMent Summer Blog Tour, welcome! Somehow I was lucky enough to be given the very last day of the tour. It’s been a long summer, with a lot of wonderful blogs to read, …
If you’ve ever hung out with me for any length of time, you may have heard me say, “If this is the worse thing to happen to me today, I’m in pretty good shape.” It’s a philosophy I embrace whole-heartedly. …
I have been feeling distinctly unbeautiful as of late, beginning with another bout of gluten poisoning this weekend (they’re getting more severe when they happen), continuing with a personal training session this morning with the trainer I’ve been using in …
You know, I think that title sounds a wee bit familiar. Oh. Because I wrote a post in December titled “Yes, I AM the technological Angel of Death.” That would be why. Long story short and painful: MacDreamy needs a …
