The Sunday Post: Send me Dead Flowers

How is it August already? I can’t say it doesn’t feel like the dog days of summer, though. I like to sit outside as much as possible but lately if I don’t get out there first thing it’s too warm to sit out on either balcony for very long. It’s noon now and I’m out…

Music Fridays: Stairway to Heaven

This is a departure for me, and not what I usually listen to. Of course, I’m familiar with the band. You can’t be married to a musician, a guitar player, for ten years and not have heard more than your fair share of Zeppelin. I even have a Zeppelin t-shirt I work out in. But…

So Little Time…

I have so much to write about, but so little time? So much has happened in the last week and yet… I’m choosing to only concentrate on the important stuff, the good stuff. For example, last weekend I was on a three-hour Zoom call. Yes, I know I said I was only going to write…

Music Fridays: Love Again

Maybe I don’t need an explanation for this week’s pick. It’s another performance from Dua Lipa’s NPR Tiny Desk Concert (home edition) appearance last year. I was doing something around my place late last week, as usual I had music playing, when this song came on. A lyric caught my attention: So many nights, my…

The Sunday Post: I Survived!

Today I was back in an in-person Zumba class and I made it all the way through! I’m fairly proud of myself for this small accomplishment. I haven’t participated in a full Zumba class in a while and it’s probably been a year and half at least since I did a class in person with…

Bother

Why does it bother me so much, and why does it still hurt? I’m not trying to interfere, meddle, or obstruct. Maybe I shouldn’t impose my values on you, or ask you try to restore connections when I only know things from my point of view. But where is the man who bought me these…

A Real Peach

For years I’ve held on to a belief that I don’t like peaches. The reality is though that I don’t remember ever trying them. Maybe there were peaches in one of those canned fruit cocktails we got in school. I remember that I used to just eat the grapes. I don’t remember having peaches at…

Music Fridays: We Can Do Hard Things

Last spring I was one of the millions (billions?) of people who read Glennon Doyle’s Untamed and saw myself (and my daughter, my friends) in Glennon’s stories. I was barely through the first couple of chapters when I knew I had to pass it along to my daughter. This was right before the pandemic, right…

Family Ties

It’s been a great week. It’s only Tuesday but if I look back over the last seven days or so, I would qualify them as pretty awesome. Awesome is a word I would like to avoid using, but sometimes it just fits. Over the last several days I’ve received a gorgeous bouquet of flowers from…