Somewhere out there in the net is a beautiful post discussing the idea that the universe is inherently mean and is out to get you. Yes my friend, the universe has you in its sights and you’d better start running a little “z” pattern (which you really run not because it will help you escape…

So, I’m a day late, but yesterday I was sugaring up on Lindt chocolate (only to regret it later) and I couldn’t possibly focus on posting while chocolate was sitting on my desk staring me down. (It never blinks. Why doesn’t it blink?!?!) I spent some part of the day making mental lists of all…

Hi all! I’m about two whole minutes from slumping over in my chair for no real good reason – lack of oxygen, lack of iron, Sam slobbered all over my pillow and left big gross soppy wet spots on it leaving me with an untested pillow, plus it’s like what… the crack of 7pm. It’s…

A recent headline read “Nurse and Social Worker Among the Dead” and I had to wonder if I was supposed to be more upset because it was a nurse and a social worker versus a burger girl at the mall. Personally, if it were a place I frequented, I think I’d notice and miss the…

I’m on vacation. Yes, a real bona fide vacation. A long over-due break from everything – this is where I sit in my robe, look around the house and occasionally attack something with Clorox for eyeing me funny (and flaunting its dirt). My last vacation was in May 2007 and the one before that was…

I have a condition – well, actually several and though I feel a little shy about presenting them in such a public forum, my hope is that some good will come of it. My conditions or issues or problems or whatever euphemism you want to apply to make yourself feel more comfortable usually manifest after…

Not everything about the writer’s strike is bad. Sure, some shows will be cut short, sure we’ll miss the old punch of late night talk shows, and then there’s award show season – the great thing about that is come this Sunday I won’t feel compelled to watch the Golden Globes and will not have…

Yesterday was my first official viola lesson. I was told to practice. I did – a couple of times, but whose counting? And at first the cats came in to stare at me blankly, then Sam walked into the hallway and delivered her criticism in the form of throwing-up all over the floor (am I…

From my Guitar Hero collection:Anna’s daughter Maddie rockin’ out! (Blame her momma for the blurry picture.)(There’s a great video with the whole family – Anna & Maddie on guitar with 3 year old Nathan on drums, but I have to have the “go” from Anna to post and I’m thinking I’m not getting the “go”.…

…it’s not too late to get yours in! (Big love to the sneaky photographer.)

The year is wrapping up, which means only one thing –Top 10 lists and I hate Top 10 lists for the most part because they tend to be pieced together by art house know-it-alls who want to make sure you feel stupid for enjoying The Fantastic Four by beating you down with a list of…

I really miss school – not homework or projects or tests or, God forbid, anything that involved me standing in front of people and speaking. I miss the learning. I miss changing up subjects every hour all day long from English to science to math – and I loved it all – maybe not all…