I’ve started going to the grocery store on my day off, first thing in the morning. I’ve found it most pleasant, pulling into a two-thirds empty parking lot, plenty of two-tiered shopping carts (my fave because I’m that age where I have a favorite shopping cart), and not deserted but agreeably populated with unaggressive people. … Continue reading Get Off My Lawn, Shopping Edition
Nashville 2.0
We returned to Nashville a few weeks ago to celebrate Niecelet’s 21st birthday. It’s partially – ok, entirely my fault. After our first trip to Nashville, I was telling her how cool it was and OMG you should go there for your 21st birthday! She never forgot and I was half-hoping she would but then … Continue reading Nashville 2.0
Get Off My Lawn
Written in early April. One of several posts that never posted. I happened to notice on the edge of my property a small pile of dog poo. My first thought was, who let their dog shit on MY front lawn and didn’t bother to pick it up? Who does that? Immediately I thought of my … Continue reading Get Off My Lawn
It’s National Scoop the Poop Week
This long hiatus has absolutely nothing to do with scooping poop and neither does this post. Unless we’re using it as a metaphor for Where I’ve Been for over a month, or perhaps for what I should do with all this crap I've been dealing with. I’ve written/started several posts that were never shared. After … Continue reading It’s National Scoop the Poop Week
Trauma Rewires the Brain
I keep trying to quit drinking long-term, but life keeps making me want to drink. Then I go to sleep and dream the fucked-up imaginations of my bored and bourbon-soaked brain. Case: dreaming about my kids again, and they’re still children, and at this juncture I am being “allowed” to have them in my home … Continue reading Trauma Rewires the Brain
3 Funerals and a Colonoscopy
TW: for death and for length I think we’ve all noticed a notable number of people crossing over in recent months. Celebrities aside, we had to say goodbye to three family members and at least two people we call friends. I’ll start with the two family friends. John, who was long ago a close friend … Continue reading 3 Funerals and a Colonoscopy
2026 – In Like a … Ram
Just finished a twenty-minute standoff with Shuggie. It might have been twenty-five. I never looked at the time when the barking commenced. The dogs went out after dinner and, shortly thereafter, Bee returned but Shuggie did not. This could mean one of three things: she was pooping, she was eating Bee’s poop, or she was … Continue reading 2026 – In Like a … Ram
It’s the Holiday Season, So Hoop-de-doo…
I made a decision this year that I was not going to be bound to the traditions of previous years. When my kids were younger, we alternated Christmas Eve/Christmas Day, drove to my mom’s for dinner – one year with the kids and the next year without. I’ve never particularly liked this routine. This year … Continue reading It’s the Holiday Season, So Hoop-de-doo…
Cry Me A River
8:40 a.m. Bee is trotting around the bed and creeping up on me, dipping her head close enough for a sniff but not close enough for me to reach out and touch her. Okay, girl, I’m getting up. There’s coffee in the kitchen and I’m ready to get this adventure started. 9:05 a.m. First sips … Continue reading Cry Me A River
Christmas Nostalgia
Got my glasses back on Friday. Friday was my day off but I had a haircut mid-morning and it was snowing the snow that, according to Todd, was not called for. There are many times where I don’t follow the weather forecasts until someone at work says something like, “I wonder if we’ll even be … Continue reading Christmas Nostalgia
The Tara Chronicles 