Do No Harm

Do No Harm.” My mantra for the next month.  The ripple potential stretches wide.  Do no harm to: My body My thoughts (which have a direct link to the body) My relationships with Kiddo and Hubby My friends and family Total strangers The environment The Universe Now the “How” question. Response: Start with “What is Read More …

Week in Pictures

With all of the negativity, fear and anger out there in the media, I have made a commitment to not get sucked in, to not to be a part of the problem.  Hollering out one’s convictions without being open to hearing all sides never changed anyone’s convictions. Ever. I choose to dwell on what is rarely Read More …

Return to Pre-Relationship Pants

  In my 20’s and 30’s I was a runner, even a one-time Olympic-distance triathlete.  I was a good runner, hitting a 6:30-minute mile.  And at that age, I took that level of fitness for granted. Blah. Blah. Blah. Yawn…. I ran my first half marathon in 10 years.  I won my age group category. Read More …

Raging Spring Fever

Spring has brought on a raging case of GSD. Get Shicht Done. It’s weird. I am positively obsessed with garden and house improvements. This year I have started earlier because I want to get this vegetable and fruit gardening thing down. Ever since I had a kid, it seems important to me that I have Read More …

The Problem With Noodles

The easy part is, well, knowing when to quit, you think after you order lunch for you and the grandkid.  You hand back the menu to the waiter. What’s the hard part? It’s the grief. It’s the knowing you could have, should have done more, but just got in your own way, got all tangled up in the Read More …

Adventures! Adventures!

Something Kiddo loves more than most activities we do together is An Adventure. It all started with me telling her stories at night about the superhero version of herself saving her mom and dad, aunt and uncle, etc. Then we moved on to versions in which she had a doppelganger on the other side of her mirror Read More …

Back-to-Basics Bread Making

There is so much information out there, so many voices telling us that they know the way to eat, to exercise, to work and live.  I find it all time-consuming, overwhelming and, at times, stressful. I had an epiphany over the holiday break:  Experience has shown me that my instincts are spot on for what works Read More …

Meet Zoey Valentina

It’s been a while, I know.  January and February are supposed to be slower months.  Instead, I have found my weeks busy with appointments, colds and an altered routine.  Most recently, we adopted Zoey Valentina, formerly named Cucusa and formerly from Puerto Rico. So the story goes like this…. On Valentine’s Day, we needed a toaster. Read More …

Playing God Means Showing Up No Matter What

There’s a thin white line that I must cross every morning in order to write.  It’s like treading over inches of freshly fallen snow –  that coming out of sleep process – a hush that heightens story-telling because characters speak and scenes unfold on their own.  I don’t have to work hard to get things rolling. Except Read More …

Colossal Cinnamon Rolls

Winter Storm Jonas, I thank you.  Cozy home, smelling of fresh-baked cinnamon rolls, usually a once-a-year, carby Christmas treat.  Mmmm.  Except your blustery deluge gives me the perfect physical outlet to burn off these babies. I mentioned in my last post that I’m into bread making lately, partially as research for a story I’m working on Read More …