
Like MRE results, ‘FU’ is subject to interpretation
The next step in the MRE process – other than determining that I NEVER wanted to do THAT again – … Continue reading Like MRE results, ‘FU’ is subject to interpretation
After my cat saved my life I suffered misery, wonder, and an MRE. Not “Meal, Ready-to-Eat.” Not food … Continue reading When an MRE is a medical test, not a meal
A week ago, I had no idea that having a personalized emoji was even a thing, and now I am … Continue reading How do you get an emoji makeover?
I do credit this animal with saving my life, not just diagnosing me. Because my story didn’t end there… Continue reading How my cat saved my life (Part II)
I have to give credit where credit is due — even if it is to a self-centered beast who walks … Continue reading How my cat saved my life — just last week
Dear Pinterest, Please stop sending me messages along the lines of “It’s a match: Sara and Kevin.” Just. Stop. I … Continue reading It’s Pinterest not Pimpterest — and other random thoughts
My hotel room for the conference came with a little surprise. Nothing much, really, just a man. A stranger. A … Continue reading When your hotel room comes with a little surprise
In the midst of losing my oldest sister and mourning her too-early passing, I found joy. One special moment, especially, in the midst of my sorrow made me smile. Continue reading A special moment in the midst of sorrow that made me smile…
Why, you ask? Three reasons: Adam, Ben, and Steve. (Son, son, and husband.) Continue reading 3 reasons why I didn’t watch Super Bowl 2017 on Sunday…
False alarm? Perplexed, we resumed eating, when, of course, the driveway alarm sounded again. Continue reading Sound the alarm: the new way to welcome
As we removed old brown wax from the toilet flange, I realized that my husband’s project was also mine. Continue reading The day your love language is “acts of plumbing”
I don’t like spiders and snakes — or frogs, actually, especially ones too close for comfort. Continue reading Shear terror? One way to kill a frog
A “prepper for a colonoscopy” is merely a pooper, stockpiling nothing, flushing everything. Continue reading Have to drink and run? Not fun
My oldest sister is dying save a miracle. The doctors declared her “terminal.” Her organs are shutting down. She has no hope for recovery. Continue reading When you have to say goodbye to your big sister
Looking back on what we had considered difficulties, we often gain the perspective of hindsight… Continue reading Hindsight is, indeed, 20/20…
It might be American culture or simply our locker room’s culture, but our unwritten rules clearly indicate that nakedness is a transitory state. Continue reading Keep the girls covered…
A part of being snarky makes me hush. In that reflective hush, I can explore my motivation, tame my words, or simply stop the post. Continue reading Snarky and hush…
The reason was this: I had walked into the nearly empty locker room before 6 this morning in time to hear a woman in a wet swimsuit say, “The showers are closed?” Continue reading Today’s workout goal? No sweat!