It’s been 749 days since we enjoyed our last normal week. 749 days since my son arrived home from college in the middle of the night, the truck packed with his belongings. 749 days since Veruca’s school announced a “temporary”closure. 749 days since Todd moved into his home office and dissolved into what seemed like … Continue reading 749 Days
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I’m Fine, It’s Fine, Everything Is Fine
Daylight always seems to bring with it a renewal that has a ray of positivity in it. I’m beginning to notice that when night sets in, I’m freefalling towards sleep long before it seems normal. I’m so tired at night… by 7:30 – 8:00… I’m feeling the cloak of fatigue wrapping its heavy sleeves around … Continue reading I’m Fine, It’s Fine, Everything Is Fine
The Air Up There
She asked me to work at the restaurant in her place one night and when I got there I realized that she wanted me to COOK and I have literally no idea how to make any of her menu items and how can I possibly DO this? She didn’t seem to care and I just … Continue reading The Air Up There
It’s Gonna Be May
Hooray, hooray, the first of May! Outdoor Fffff…ing starts today… Whoops! There goes my PG rating. It’s shaping up to be a beautiful day today, after gale-force winds yesterday shook the house and … quite possibly Sabra, to the core. I don’t know exactly what happened but I’ve never, in ten years, heard her make … Continue reading It’s Gonna Be May
I Bought a Giraffe
Centering: It’s been 337 days since everything shut down, panic-buying cleared grocery shelves, schools went virtual, and our lives got flipped, turned upside down. I bought a giraffe for $5. But wait, you should know there’s some background on this. I discovered a Facebook page about secondhand finds and it’s spectacular and inspiring. There’s a … Continue reading I Bought a Giraffe
What It’s Like
Day 286 AND CHRISTMAS EVE. Random thoughts on an abnormal holiday. Some hand sanitizers smell like tequila. And not in a good way – more like tequila the day after a long night of drinking. The two Sagittarians in my life, who I love so very much, seem hell-bent on interrupting the most private moments … Continue reading What It’s Like
Unstitched
Day 272 of quarantine and, this may be hard to believe, I’m sick of it. My patience is waning, my tolerance is at an all-time low; I’m alternately living in a bubble, trying to work safely in my job, and pretending that this isn’t a maddening life I’m living. Part of my writing inspiration comes … Continue reading Unstitched
Meditation
You know how hard it is to fall back to sleep after a blood sugar check in the middle of the night, when your brain starts turning over new ideas and titles for blog posts and the direction of that novel you started for Nanowrimo and then memories start flooding in of things that should … Continue reading Meditation
Malarkey
Nine years ago today Todd smartly and bravely proposed to me at mom’s restaurant, at the romantic little corner table known as Table 31. He was damn sure of himself too – since he secretly invited friends and family to celebrate this glorious moment we had begun a path to when we were still teenagers. … Continue reading Malarkey
Q-Day 147 – Moving Forward
I’ve been on an emotional rollercoaster for weeks now and I finally consulted a professional. I’m really bad at preventing my anxiety from chewing a gaping hole in my stomach. Nonetheless, I’m now working a clear path through the fog of fuckery. Todd and I have been on vacation this week… guess where we went? … Continue reading Q-Day 147 – Moving Forward
The Tara Chronicles 