At Least They're Committed

. . . or I think maybe I did. I dropped an intentional hook, then waited and watched. “This week,” I said to myself, “it will make an appearance this week.” And it did. And I laughed. Now, I suppose, it is up to me to discern whether this re-emergence was to quietly let me… Read more

Just saying. Read more

It gives me hope that you’re paying attention and that somewhere deep inside that crusty soul of yours, you might even care. Read more

My beautiful friend Christine (see Flopping on the floor) announced on Facebook that she is again facing the dreaded C. Her first bout was as a teenager and she kicked its ass and I fully expect her to do so again. She goes into surgery in a few days. My dear friend’s reasoning for announcing… Read more

Inwardly criticizing myself for so poorly chopping my bangs, I stand in front of the bathroom mirror combing through my wet, low-lighted hair. It occurs to me that it is wavier than it has ever been and I realize that as I ponder this important observation there is a phrase going through my head over… Read more

The weather is beautiful, I’m not hung over after last night even though I should be and I GET TO KEEP MY TRUCK! I’m soooooooo happy. I’ll be getting Dexter a new (cheap) set of tires and he can be semi-retired and I will take what’s left of the money from the insurance to buy… Read more