There is a part of me that hesitates to share the down and dirty, as it were, because I plan to share the good, the bad, and the ugly, and there already is some of all of that that might tend to drive away potential pole aficionados. I hope it doesn't, though. I'd love people … Continue reading First, welcome.
Oh, the roller coasters, right? One day you're having a gut-ripping laugh, the next you're having a gut-wrenching, soul-crushing event. Somewhere around here, I shared that I'm a professional writer. Because I really didn't want to, I didn't write in here when the city I live in experienced a mass shooting. And that I was … Continue reading We grieve.
My boyfriend leaned toward me on the couch, his eyes laser focused on a spot on my cheek. What? I asked as his index finger and thumb rose, pincer-like, to the spot where he was staring. A cat hair, he said. Three attempts to remove it, each one more determined than the last, he leaned … Continue reading Take heed, young kittens…
OK. So. OK. So, like... OK. The scene: I discover several people, don't ask me how, have discovered my poor little neglected "Experiment" FB page, so I decide, OK, I can write a post about a few things, do a little update. I come into my little writing nest in the living room. I sit … Continue reading And then there was a banana…
OK, so I misspoke a little yesterday. After feeling like I was rolling with a little hitch it m'gitalong walking in slippers, I thought I'd be sneakered up for my next foray into dreaded treadmill territory. Today Don Henley and I took a stroll without them after all. See, the socks were heavily padded, I had … Continue reading Doin’ it with my socks on.
Catie's tongue was swollen. When you think about it, it really isn't such a weird way to end up on your own treadmill. (Stop me when you hear me call it a walker, which I very often do.) Catie and I have had a rough winter. Mine started in September, when my stepdad died. It … Continue reading Creak & Groan
In September, my stepdad died. Unexpectedly. It was awful. It's been awful. Things like that have a way of putting the kibosh on a lifestyle generally, sometimes. In my case, I ended up very physically sick and took quite a number of weeks to recover, amid numerous doctors' and specialists' appointments to pin down what … Continue reading Pause
I don't think there is an adult alive in the US today who hasn't heard her music. I can't say anything better than the tributes that have been pouring out all morning from all corners of the world and from music legends, along with some of the amazing shares of favorite songs. In the 1960s, … Continue reading Aretha