Someone is wrong on the internetI like a snarky comment or robust exchange just as much as the next gal, and we all know better than the back of our own keyboard-typing…Aug 7, 2023Aug 7, 2023
Auld Lang SyneA lovely photo of my mother-in-law offering a toast of holiday cheer is proudly displayed on my husband’s iPhone home screen. She was 95…Dec 30, 20211Dec 30, 20211
Free Fallin’It’s the first of October and I’m two months behind on my first of January goal to write a blog entry each month. Yup, sounds about right…Oct 6, 2021Oct 6, 2021
Carry onI’m stuck at Miami International Airport. It’s 1 a.m. here, but I’m still on California time after spending a few days in LA helping my…Jul 10, 2021Jul 10, 2021
De-nestingWhen I was in hard labor with my third child, I remember the visceral need to vacuum, change the sheets, rearrange the furniture, followed…May 11, 2021May 11, 2021
Pass the PTSD saltThe essay near midway of this post entitled “The Scoreboard” was first posted to the now-defunct Facebook Notes in 2013, and again in…Mar 26, 2021Mar 26, 2021
Tom Haverford is my spirit animalMy kitchen floor is the color of dirt. Not just any dirt, but my dirt. Our old floor was the color of Snow White, and I was her bitch…Mar 5, 2021Mar 5, 2021
No news is good…I confess, I’m part of the problem. I’ve been in the news business for more than thirty years. Not the cool new digital media with…Jan 8, 2021Jan 8, 2021
