My journey toward writing my New York stories – whether by book or by blog – took me to this particular page where I was surprised to read what I had written over 25 years ago. I’m inspired to share the chronicles of New York and NYU, in my usual style of humor and a bit … Continue reading Revelations – the Detox Story Continues
Month: July 2016
Flashback: February 24, 1990
Tuesday morning I had my Medieval Lit in-class paper – I didn’t even finish. Then yesterday my Irish Renaissance paper was due, and a Math test I didn’t get to finish. Last night we partied in the dorm – Roxanne, Julie, Chris, Ian, Luke, and I. The living room looked like a tornado went through … Continue reading Flashback: February 24, 1990
Detox City
Definitely #notPMS. I’m not sure how to begin, so I’m just going to jump right in. Today’s Public Service Announcement: Never, never, never, evvvver, stop a medication cold turkey. *** I did. And I’m paying for it, in spades. Why quit? Why was I taking it in the first place? What drug is it? I … Continue reading Detox City
July 10th – A Week in Review
Blogged with a Cosmo and homemade paella simmering on the stove. Whew! What a week. The kids have been spending their weekends with their dad, thanks to Opac’s weekday summer workout schedule. So Monday mornings have become yet another driving day – typically 2-1/2 hours round-trip for me. Last Monday I had a mammo scheduled … Continue reading July 10th – A Week in Review
This is Not About PMS
Blogged while finishing off the coffee Todd made. (Sorry babe.) At the risk of scaring away any male readers, PMS sucks. It was not in my plan to make this an opener today. I had other plans for this post. But today’s post isn’t going to be about the original plan, and it’s not going … Continue reading This is Not About PMS
To Practice What I Already Know
Blogged while trying to avoid yard sale preparations. I have “unspecified” anxiety – which I’m fairly certain just means, “I get nervous frequently and for no apparent reason.” My grandmother had anxiety, and I’m just going to assume it’s genetically inherited since I have no real reason to have it otherwise. Well, okay – I … Continue reading To Practice What I Already Know
Flashback: July 25, 1989
July 25, 1989 I realize now just what I need in a relationship with that degree of commitment. I need to be me, plain and simple, and never lose my separate identity. I’m aware of my good qualities in spite of the bad, and that I should never put up with bullshit, because it’s not … Continue reading Flashback: July 25, 1989
Catching Up
It sounds cliché and a bit redundant to say “I’ve been so busy.” I think coming down off the high of the anniversary party was like suddenly being on vacation. Without kids. Except in my case, there were kids. I’ve been randomly inspired to write over the last week or so, but life (and Veruca) … Continue reading Catching Up
The Tara Chronicles 