A kinder, gentler NaBloPoMo
I’m mellowing in my middle age. Last week I missed a day of NaBloPoMo and it only irked me a tiny bit. No guilt over it, no writing shame spiral, just oops and done. Today I’m thumb-typing this post between …
Just for me
Today I played a concert.
A few years ago (ok, a LOT of years ago), I wrote a short piece about playing a concert. Go read that, and pretend I wrote it today. Because today I did play a concert. Not orchestra, which is what I …
Note to self: Balance isn’t just for tightropes
I missed posting yesterday. Oh well. Such is life. This week I’m learning…again…that if I don’t take care of myself, that if I burn the candle at both ends with a blowtorch to the middle, that I will flame out …
Thursday Thoughts
I don’t do Throwback Thursday online because I think it’s a ploy to get us to tag old pictures of ourselves in an attempt to have images of ourselves throughout the years. Note to self: add tinfoil to the Costco …
My brain is shrinking! Shrinking, I tell you!
The Huffington Post had an article today about how stress is making you lose your mind. Well, no shit. With the stress I’m under right now it’s a miracle I can remember my name. I’ve certainly had a hard time …
…and then life happened
A whole lot of life, actually, and while none of it was terrible, my utter inability to manage it in a healthy way certainly didn’t make it any better. It’s felt as though every aspect of life lately has been …
Change of seasons came early this year
Fall has fallen hard here in Chicago. No, that’s not quite accurate. Chicago has run, laugh-crying and tripping over itself with arms wide open while jostling others out of the way, into the cold and spindly arms of Autumn. Chicago will regret this; …
There’s a hole in my (ice) bucket
Sir Patrick did it best: http://youtu.be/Ju5VxyM3S4o I was really hoping to fly under the radar with this über-viral Ice Bucket Challenge. But alas, I was nominated twice this weekend. Such is social media. I’m not going to …
It’s a matter of bandwidth
MacDreamy2 is showing his age lately. He’s four years old and gets heavy, heavy use. If it’s not me pounding out blog posts (which have been sadly rare these days) or a snarky Facebook update or answering yet another email (Sisyphus …
Who wears short shorts?
Answer: not me. In fact, summer in Chicago this year has been so cool that it’s been mostly capris and blue jeans. I do have shorts in the drawer, but I think I can count on one hand how many …