I actually remembered Mother’s Day this year, & we’re not on speaking terms. Weird.

You probably already figured this was gonna be a downer post, and your intuition would be right. Read at your own discretion, because there's a lot of introspection--or attempted introspection--going on. I haven't heard from or said a word to my mother since July. One rabid, ranting phone call that began okay and then had … Continue reading I actually remembered Mother’s Day this year, & we’re not on speaking terms. Weird.

One positive result of the COVID-19 pandemic: I don’t have to invent new excuses to duck out of Thanksgiving invites this year…

I feel like an asshole for admitting it, but with cases surging and gathering sizes being limited--again--I don't have to concern myself with making up reasons to avoid going to other people's homes for Thanksgiving. I'm not so in awe of turkey that I only eat it on certain days and I'm about to make … Continue reading One positive result of the COVID-19 pandemic: I don’t have to invent new excuses to duck out of Thanksgiving invites this year…

One thing I realized I’m thankful for during this virus-time: I live alone.

Considering how easily I get mind-numbingly bored (and you, dear readers, have bumped into a few of those posts), that might seem surprising. My kids, so to speak, are feathered, finned, or have paws and floppy ears. It hit me today, while people are so worried about their families and I'm doing all I can … Continue reading One thing I realized I’m thankful for during this virus-time: I live alone.

In spite of everything, we’ve had some crazy beautiful weather out there…

I had to remind myself of that. So. Damned. Many. Times. Too many. I was feeling tired, worn down, depressed, annoyed, headachy, and just trying to find something--anything--to do. I didn't wanna clean house, and it was a bit hot outside so I didn't take the dogs out right away when I got home. Rather, … Continue reading In spite of everything, we’ve had some crazy beautiful weather out there…

When you have so much on your plate that you end up getting nothing done…

At least, nothing that absolutely needed to get done. I should've had a clean house top to bottom by now, a bunch of hours of exercise under my belt, lots of music practice, etc. Instead, I ended up wasting days going over my book list, revising and editing what to read and when (and leaving … Continue reading When you have so much on your plate that you end up getting nothing done…

The closer it gets to Christmas, the more a liar I become…

I thought about this this morning when I just couldn't sleep anymore and had to wait for the local store to open so I could get some more coffee (and frozen chopped spinach--can't believe the mega grocery store near work didn't have any last night). I call myself a liar because at least a week … Continue reading The closer it gets to Christmas, the more a liar I become…

Barefoot Gen, vol. 3: Life After The Bomb, by Keiji Nakazawa (trans. by Project Gen)

My Copy: 9780867195941 (image from bn.com) Barefoot Gen, vol. 3 continues with Gen and his mother Kimie still trying to find a place for them away from Hiroshima until thing stabilize. Gen picks up a stray kid, one he'd mistaken for his little brother in the last book, and he becomes part of the family, … Continue reading Barefoot Gen, vol. 3: Life After The Bomb, by Keiji Nakazawa (trans. by Project Gen)

Life’s Exquisite Weirdness Pays Me a Visit When I’m Around Coffee…

My mother called me out of the blue last week. I don't think we'd spoken in over a year, but all of a sudden she was on my phone, and I suspected why now: she knew my dad was dead. I didn't tell her because I didn't know how to tell her. I can't recall … Continue reading Life’s Exquisite Weirdness Pays Me a Visit When I’m Around Coffee…

#089–When does self-reflection become a self-defeating cycle?

I could live to be 100 and still hate Sunday afternoons. I shouldn't be surprised that my most depressing moods occur around this time of the week, damn near every week. It also doesn't help that I was hanging around at home in case some visitors showed up, since they said they'd "drop by this … Continue reading #089–When does self-reflection become a self-defeating cycle?