I bellied up to the bar, leaned in toward my favorite bartender and ordered an old-fashioned, a Kamikaze, a Bazooka Joe and for good measure… a Jägerbomb. Thanks Coach. I’m hanging with Cliff, Woody, Sam and Diane. There’s Norm in his usual spot. Lillith and Carla just arriving. All us regulars. Then I pipe up, […]
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I like to read. A lot. Always have. I vividly recall early visits to the library and the hushed sensation of much anticipatory delight. Searching the stacks, I looked forward to an adventurous short story, a mysterious romp or an amusing tale. What care I took in choosing my six books and placing them atop the check-out
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It’s that time again. Time to get to it. TIME TO GET A MOVE ON. TIME TO MAKE IT HAPPEN. CHOWTIME. DINNERTIME. OH, IT’S SUP-SUP-SUPPERTIME! With that in mind, I quickly break open the fridge and eyeball every nook-and-cranny in search of a tasty meal. Peering in, I anticipate imagine(cross my fingers) that a fully prepared entrée
As 2021 stumbles to an end and we head towards the hoopla of counting down to the New Year I think it best that I have a little chat with the fast approaching year ahead. Deep breath. So 2022… how ya feelin’? I can only imagine the pressure you are under – being forced
The other day I got to thinking about words consisting of just four little letters. I came up with many, and then some, words that are pleasing to the ear. Words like: hope and home, baby, hero, kind, dear, idea, epic, love, soul…. all imparting warm fuzzies and admiration. Likewise, it only takes a quartet
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Rehearsal had come to an end (we thought) – the exertion evident in our sweaty productive fatigue – when we were asked to be seated for some group dynamics theatre “games”. One by one we went round the circle, told to describe each other’s character traits by way of a chosen flower. Naturally I have
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Several times a week I take a nice long walk with my cuz and my doggy nephew. He’s really my cousin too, but I like being Aunt Karen. So it’s been decided. Strolling the neighborhood, our conversations take many different paths. We reflect on the profound and ponder the meaningful and then easily segue into
Feeling a little poopy? A little droopy? Mopish? Bummed out? Weighed down? Unmotivated? Down in the dumps? ME TOO. And this “state of mind”, being the thief that it is, has STOLEN MY MOJO and I WANT IT BACK!! ENOUGH IS ENOUGH IS ENOUGH. But, I ask you, what’s a person to do? SOS. Yoo-hoo… Anybody at
I remember my sweet dad sharing bedtime stories he lovingly created while blissfully listening to the deep timber of his voice resonating as I lay upon his chest. With fuzzy hairs peeking out from his V-neck tee, his chest meant comfort and tenderness and fatherly love. As teenagers we had a range of ideas of
My day began just like the one before. And the one before that. And yup the one before that. Hermetically sealed, insulated, safeguarded – that’s me! Being tucked away, all those viral spritzings are unable to reach me. I feel impenetrable. However, unlike the day before and the days before that AND the WEEKS before
