The Amazon Ain’t Just a River in Egypt

I love cake. And bread. Surprise. I love all confections involving sugar, butter, and white flour. You say gluten free! I say murder most foul. This is in direct opposition to my Halloween attire plan. Gal Gadot may have been five months pregnant at the time, but whether or not it was a green screen... Continue Reading →

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How To Be Christina Fishburne On Monday

Find yourself planted for three years in a place people typically stay for only one. Congratulate yourself on all that personal growth you did in Hawaii. Think about all the people you know who might have cancer. Plan a productive day. Damn the constantly dirty floor to Hell. Think about writing. Go to the gym.... Continue Reading →

Surf’s Up. Time’s Up.

So I had a dream the other night. I was out in the ocean, catchin’ some waves…on a boogie board. Sam was with me. The waves were really REALLY huge. Like, Hollywood-cataclysmic-natural-disaster-movie huge. Sam was trying to teach me how to “do it right”—where to catch the wave to ride the greatest distance. I wasn’t... Continue Reading →

I’m not dead. Let’s have dinner.

With bread. And cake. All the cake. Quickly. Augustine Louis arrived with little incident! I got to wear an oxygen mask, which I'd rather not do again, and eventually got drugs, which was great. Still, it would have been nice to get help for the pain before the agony, which I hear-tell IS possible, just... Continue Reading →

Fight or Flight or Zzzzzzz…

It's the story of my life: I'm perfectly fine. Until I'm not. I was driving the kids to school, inching through traffic on the H1 a little after 7am and just about to get off at my exit. We were listening to music, war-gaming occasional strategies to facilitate the making of "good choices" and avoiding... Continue Reading →

Through Rose Colored Glasses Darkly

I saw the Woman With the Empty Stroller--and it wasn't empty!  She was obviously behind schedule, heading in the opposite direction from my usual vantage point.  There was a small child in the seat, both of them on their way to wherever they go.  I have no idea who this woman and her child are,... Continue Reading →

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