tales of a jesus-loving writer, her adorable little fam jam, the world's most fabulous weenie dog, grace, travel, love, life, and dealing with a rare and incurable autoimmune disease.
Like many female writers my age, I adore Joan Didion. I don't remember a world without her in it. Pictured above is my "lucky writing necklace" with her well-known packing list from her essay, "The White Album," one of many essays that shaped me, published the year I was born. She's forever the Queen in... Continue Reading →
Lately, when I'm really having a good COVID-19 freak out - and when I really read the latest Scary Things sometimes I do - I have learned to take a moment of pause and remember one of the most fabulous ladies I've ever known, my dear Grandmother's mother, my great Grandmother Humphries. She was sweet... Continue Reading →
Who lives? Who dies? Who tells your story? -- Hamilton, Lin-Manuel Miranda Like many others, I was anxiously awaiting the premiere of Hamilton on Disney Plus earlier this month. I've been a long time lover of musical theatre and a performer of it in my youth and I couldn't wait to see if this actually... Continue Reading →
Today, it's time for an overdue, Quaran-Love List. There is always much to be thankful for. ❤ Among my many blessings, I am giving gratitudes this weekend for. . . A wonderful talk with my bestie yesterday. She and her lovely husband have a big weekend of great things that they so deserve and I... Continue Reading →
Actually, I am calling July this. Everyone else mentioning it is calling it "disability pride month" - and I just can't go there. I totally get it - and agree with the concepts. The idea that there is no reason to be ashamed of our physical or mental limitations, our scars, our limps, our devices... Continue Reading →
Big picture, I have the best life and I am so grateful for my wonderful husband, my fabulous buggle, the world's best weenie dog, our cozy hippie hut, my precious parents, my amazing bestie and other dear friends, a church I love, piles of books, music, plants. . . So many blessings. Still, I think... Continue Reading →
Michelle McNamara could write true crime like nobody's business. She investigated it, made it real, fiercely protected the victims stories and humanity. . . I. LOVE. Her. Writing. I love her husband, Patton Oswalt, too. As such - and as a true crime junkie as well, I've been waiting (impatiently) on the HBO docu-series Patton... Continue Reading →
This week has had some significant health changes for me. First - this one is fabulous - I have completed my IV antibiotic therapy and my PICC line was pulled today by home health. Yesterday, I realized since last July - so for a year now - I have spent more time WITH some kind... Continue Reading →
A few nights ago, I went to sleep after a lovely day with my family that also came with some terrible news in my city and state and a somber day in my spoonie community. At the same time, my body was exhausted from a gnarly flare that Just. Won't. Quit. I'm improving from my... Continue Reading →
Water every plant in the house - and I have many. Start cleaning out my email - long overdue - of which there are 1,284 in one inbox and 2,585 in the other. Literally. (and, no, that doesn't include spam) Begin using my acupressure mat again as planned. Have one helluva time getting off the... Continue Reading →
