Thrum, bump, bump. Thrum, bump, bump. My finger tapped along to an oldie tune playing on the radio as the patchy asphalt on I-35N kept my tires in rhythmic beat. It was a beautiful midweek summer day—the kind one thinks of while scraping an inch of ice off the windshield in January—blue sky, puffy grey smudged clouds, and a temperature… Read More
Note to Men: A Valentine’s Secret to Get Your Honey Happy
In and out, in and out, in and out. Sweaty bodies pulsated to music with one goal in mind–finish the work out. I was on one of the leg machines at Snap Fitness watching my cellulite ripple with each push. It was disturbing.  The folks around me, lost in conversation, television reruns, or ear bud tunes, had their own demons… Read More
Alluring Wine, Bold Headache
The scene: An introvert (me) walks into a room full of people celebrating. Some of the attendees are acquaintances, some are friends, but many are strangers. My husband, aka, Mr. Social Butterfly, is happy in this setting and makes the rounds with confidence and endless witty banter. I, on the other hand, look for one friendly face, or at least… Read More
An Affair, Murder, and Buttered Popcorn
Wahoo! Date night! And what says date night better than watching a couple of lovers (one wife + one hired hand) bump off a husband? In black and white and maybe fifty shades of grey no less.  I know, right? My husband, who, whom?, I do not want to bump off, suggested we go to the Heights Theater (http://www.heightstheater.com) to… Read More
Sticking A Finger Down The Throat Of Your Life
Yep. I’m talking purging. Not the “I ate too much chocolate—again! —kind of purging, or the toilet hugging after-effects of drinking that third Pomegranate Cosmo on girl’s night out kind of purging. The purging to which I refer is about letting go of what holds us back. My friend and integrative healing therapy coach, Jeanne Daniels, (www.jeannedaniels.com), told me I… Read More
Damnit Doll
While not one given to the art of swearing, I keep a “Dammit Doll†near my computer. Why? Because my mom made it. Period. The doll is comically ugly, and yet I know she thought it was darling. From the hand-stitched mouth to the googly-eyes and yarn hair, it is classic Mom kitsch. The cardboard note pinned to the doll… Read More
What Defines Beauty?
Beauty  I want to know if you can see beauty even when it’s not pretty, every day, and if you can source your own life from its presence. –From The Invitation, by Oriah Mountain Dreamer Lately I’ve been drawn to writings on the gifts of imperfection, on the quirky things that make a woman dazzle in a cookie-cutter culture, and… Read More
How Blatant Does it Need to be?
I admit to being woo woo inclined. I believe Mercury in retrograde equates to unplanned surprises, and often not the good kind. Those in the know say this planetary mash-up will last until mid-February. Be warned, and deal with it proactively instead of reactively if possible. My husband does the biggest and bestest eye rolls when I mention this stuff…. Read More
Midlife Lessons I’m Trying to Learn From Our Husky
Nose to ground; Booker was lost in his pursuit of all new animal pee-mails while I walked behind thinking about the day ahead. I’d already started two lists of “must do†items, with my mind working on a third. I was essentially a midlife zombie attached to a leash. Fortunately I snapped out of it. Rural delights trumped mental chatter… Read More
I Will NOT Give You Five Reasons to Read This
Or seven, or ten, or fifteen. I do not mean to come off as cranky, nor do I want to cast a judgmental light on those who attempt to offer tempting quick-read tidbits. I get it. Our society rewards “busy,†so we like to sneak in news and gossip updates while waiting for coffee, a red light, or the dentist…. Read More
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