I’m having a hungry day. It’s a day when, no matter what I eat, I’m hungry. They don’t happen that often, thankfully. I’m fat, so people probably think I eat all the time every day. That’s not actually the case.Read More

Why is it when you put something somewhere safe, you almost invariably lose it? I’m excited about a concert on Monday that I bought the ticket back in December. Can I find the ticket? Why, of course not. I did,Read More

As an introvert, one of the worst things I can be is “on.” I’m like a battery in a flashlight that someone abandoned, slowly getting dimmer. That’s how I feel after a day with no downtime. Just dim. Drained. IRead More

One of the things that makes me feel old (besides goalies in the NHL who were born after I graduated high school) is my skin. Particularly the skin on my hands. A friend wrote a poem about having her grandmother’sRead More

Well, the story we like to tell about “Ring Around the Rosey” having anything to do with plague were squashed by Snopes. But somehow it seems appropriate. It’s Ash Wednesday. We’re facing, once again, a possible pandemic. The world isRead More

Funny thing about sports: you’re either a fan or not. I guess I’m not. Except when I am. I’m definitely a supporter of the Pittsburgh Penguins. I’ve had season tickets for the last couple of years, if that means anything.Read More

I am horrible at telling time. Not reading a clock but recognizing time’s passing in a way that aligns with other people’s sense of time. I read something once about how people who habitually run late are really bad atRead More

I’ve decided that if my sis-in-law, Annie, is a planner then I’m a plotter. She’s so good at organization. She decides, “This is what we’re going to do.” On the other hand I’m more of a, “If this happens thenRead More

I have had three dogs in my life that I would call mine. We’ve had lots of dogs, from an Irish setter when we lived in the UK, to a rather promiscuous “Lady” whose trips to the collie up theRead More

One of the problems with doing things alone is that you’re the only one there to remember them. There seems to be something about sharing an experience that helps me cement the experience. Perhaps it’s the rehashing with someone afterwards.Read More