898 days after the beginning of the Sars-CoV-2 worldwide pandemic, aka COVID-19, Todd and I returned to Ocean City for a LONG overdue vacation. Disclaimer: the five days we were there were hotter than Satan’s ass crack, and you will be hearing a lot more complaints about this in the days to come. At the … Continue reading Return to OCMD
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How to Keep the Love Alive in Any Relationship
Defrost a refrigerator together. Especially if that refrigerator is a Samsung and you are in the habit of defrosting it several times a year. I hate our refrigerator. The fan “freezes” up and then it slowly gets warmer in there (but only the fridge, not the freezer). My wonderfully versatile and skilled husband can fix … Continue reading How to Keep the Love Alive in Any Relationship
Pandemic Day 676 – The Precarious Balance Between Contentment & Disappointment
Day 676 is a national holiday – Martin Luther King Day – and so I have the day off. I reinstated my subscription to the New York Times and read this article about Jasper Johns and have learned – a little late in the game – that his work is showing at the Whitney and … Continue reading Pandemic Day 676 – The Precarious Balance Between Contentment & Disappointment
I’m Fine – Conclusion
There is only this – the before. And tomorrow will be the after. Today I am still a little sore, and bruised, but still live in the unknown. It’s a weird place to be. The not knowing. This time tomorrow I will know. I’ll either be relieved and feeling a bit foolish for worrying when … Continue reading I’m Fine – Conclusion
Q-Day 135: Late Night Musings
Not terribly late into the evening here in our little corner of Maryland. However, both my husband and my daughter are sound asleep. I’m awake peeling skin off my feet – mom gave me this foot mask. Anyway, foot mask. It’s supposed to shred the dead skin off your feet. I was all in. And … Continue reading Q-Day 135: Late Night Musings
Life As It Becomes More
The holidays when you’re 50 are much different than the holidays when you’re, let’s say, 30. I’ve had years in between where my enthusiasm ebbed and flowed. This year I was eager to get the Christmas tree and Veruca was equally excited. The two of us drove to the tree farm and there were about … Continue reading Life As It Becomes More
18 and Life
I did a thing. I packed my 18-year-old up – the sum of his most important belongings stacked in the back of Todd’s Explorer – and together with my husband and daughter drove him to college. It’s been a long road to get here, a road I have long known was coming … some day. … Continue reading 18 and Life
Collide
2011. I often heard this song on my early morning runs through the streets of my old town. In 2010 I first discovered my love for running, when life was often out of control and stress was high and I needed an outlet. I wasn’t “allowed,” really, to go anywhere without the kids in tow in … Continue reading Collide
30 Years, Thanksgiving, and the Mouse
The restaurant celebrated 30 years last week. Thirty years of food, drink, and scores of employees both memorable and forgettable. A friend came up with the idea to throw a surprise reunion for mom with employees past and present. I was supposed to be there, but ongoing illness and unpreventable circumstances kept me away, so … Continue reading 30 Years, Thanksgiving, and the Mouse
I’m Okay, But I’m Not
At 12 weeks post-op, I was back to normal. I was feeling great. There’s been a lot going on in our lives lately. A lot. I’m now officially working more hours and I’m grateful. Work is where I can be normal, and not think about my personal life. I’m making more money and I’m grateful … Continue reading I’m Okay, But I’m Not
The Tara Chronicles 