Right now, I’m sitting on the deck, under the shade of my umbrella, on a hot and humid day, editing a book. Right now, I’m singing along to Jackson Browne’s, “Somebody’s Baby.” Right now, I can see my husband sitting on the deck, just a few feet from me. As the song lyrics swirl, I…… Continue reading Right now
Sometimes, when I’m outside working on the landscape, my mind wanders. Oh, who am I kidding – my mind has a tendency to wander whether I’m outside or not. Sometimes it wanders to the good, and sometimes it takes a dive, wandering to the bad. Today wasn’t really good or bad; it just was what…… Continue reading Wandering minds
Three hours to go. Yesterday, I watched the Boston Red Sox throttle the Toronto Blue Jays, 15-1. It was a great day for Red Sox players and fans. With a 41-43 record, seven games behind the Yankees, and fourth out of five in the current AL East standings, things aren’t looking so good for our…… Continue reading In defense of…
I hopped in my car the other day and traveled to destinations near and far. Okay, well, not really that far; like 20 to 35 minutes from my home, but still, I went out on a few missions. First, I took a trip to the grocery store to grab eight items on my grocery list,…… Continue reading Naughty or Nice?
I’m feeling shamed – food shamed, that is. It just dawned on me after visiting a diner for breakfast the other day, that I must have three heads -yes three, because I am being judged by what I order. But it may be the opposite of what you think. I’m not the one who is…… Continue reading Hard Poached Eggs?
Life is full of missed opportunities, and those missed opportunities can make us feel the sting of regret. But what if we don’t indulge in the disappointment regret brings. What if we just indulge in the what ifs, leaving regret behind, where it belongs. Whether our what ifs arise from decisions we’ve made in the…… Continue reading What if?
Sometimes a simple stop in your busy day can reveal an unexpected discovery.
“There was a suspicious large brown paper bag on the seat that looked a bit wet. That’s it right there,” she said. “I don’t know how it got wet but be careful.”
Fifty-seven years-old…yikes, when did that happen? Of course, that can only mean one thing (and yup, I know, I’m old); it’s been forty years since I was a senior in high school. It’s also been forty years since my classmates were seniors in high school, and again, that can only mean one thing: reunion time.…… Continue reading Friends for life
When you’re a kid, you are running; literally running everywhere. Think back to your youth; whether you partook in a riveting game of tag during recess or a competitive game of kickball during gym class, you were expending energy and loving every minute of it. I have only the best memories of that giant red…… Continue reading Mudslide
Pretty Mama Cares 