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The bulk of those who have long-since moved away from reading or writing blogs, would probably answer“no.” Why then, am I starting a blog? Here is the list of my…
With my father’s recent death, I’m in the midst of an emotional reunion with many of my cousins on his side of the family, many whom I’ve not seen in…
The Garden of Penises Evidently, it’s not a thing. Telling people the dreams from the night before. Sometimes I care enough to keep my dreams to myself. Other times, they’re…
This is a new blog. I’ve had blogs before, some anonymous and others with my name visible. This blog is about grit, honesty (the brutal kind), and what happens when…
I have enough wrong with me that I’ve needed to come to terms with the fact I’m not one of those people who will live long. This isn’t about drama.…
To date, I’ve been kicked out of three Facebook groups. All three are groups run by younger women; Millennials and Gen Z. My presence wasn’t welcome in all three cases…
The fact that I hear chorale music when the AC is on, I’ve mentioned before. It was, at the time, cute and surprising and scary and confusing. I wondered if…
Saturday. I’m in line to take the ferry back to Seattle. The line is long, snaking around the building leading onto the loading dock. Our loading dock. I can’t remember…
I spent ten years working in northeastern Japan after the March 11, 2011 mega-earthquake, massive tsunami, and nuclear meltdown. I worked in a city largely flattened by the tsunami. Everyone…
Since Dad’s death last October, I’ve spent time looking through boxes of old letters, photographs, and papers. Why anyone would keep a letter written in 1961 (one of many) is…
The short answer is, I can’t possibly explain this in one blog entry. The longer answer first requires a question. Fellas, do you really not know? Or, are you just…
Whenever I see these types of articles—men telling women what to do/not do on a date with them—I cock my head to the side and say, “huh.” I stop with…
The assumption is these three words would be I love you. I agree those three said together hold power. To be loved is a gift. I know I am loved…
Yes, I know. Quite the dramatic statement. I’ve not come to this conclusion lightly. I also know, some young person out there might coin a new acronym for someone like…
It does make me wonder sometimes; just how much more can I change? Sometimes we acclimate instead of changing. Sometimes we protest. Other times we ignore the change expected of…
My father died a year ago. No part of his demise and death was easy. Nor was the aftermath. It just so happened that I last spoke to him on…
I feel the anger usually in my gut. It becomes a stiff, solid piece of clay which I could mold into different shapes, but I can’t maneuver it out of…
Perhaps it’s the newfound freedom to care less (if at all) about subjects, people, and activities. Aging does have its perks: I’m thoroughly enjoying saying “no” and I’m making better…
How many years has it been since women have been told we’re not allowed to wear skinny jeans anymore. Listen, y’all. Someone said and now it’s become a thing. Oh,…
Not the “pissed off” as in “piss off” and not “pissed” in that I’m not drunk. I’m royally angry. I’ve been angry for quite some time. I’m trying to learn…
I will ruffle feathers with that title. My intention is not to pick a fight. Today my writing is personal. I want you to know the reasons why I’m no…
I’ll prove it to you. Why of all days, when I’m frightened, exhausted, unable to sleep (again) do I bother to write? Because I believe Nora Ephron would. Yes, I…
Optimism is one of those things that sounds great in theory, like a salad in a diner—everyone says it’s good for you, but nobody really wants it. You order a…
Growing up, our family didn’t eat tacos. Largely because we lived in a country where no one had heard of tacos (Japan in the 60s and 70s). I knew of…
I am oddly calm. This deserves mention because normally, I and everyone else I know would not use the word “calm” to describe me. What’s up? No idea. But, I…
I left home at 13. Less a choice than a necessity, I moved in with a family who ran a boarding house. From there, I walked to my new school…
It may seem like no big deal. We’re all waiting to board the flight and the queue is long. The queue is always long when boarding an airplane. This is…
She stays in my mind because I found her fascinating. I stand by that. It’s not the whole truth, of course. I’ve already established the fact I don’t know the…
Who decided New Year’s resolutions were stupid? I bought into this way of thinking and have not made a New Year’s resolution in years. Decades. “Why would I do something…
My goodness, it’s already January 6th. How are we all feeling? How many of us are relieved the holidays are over? I’ve been ready to get back to work for…
This is how my husband and I refer to our massive fights. To date, we’ve had four? Five? I’m not sure. To date should also be given the caveat of…
I write this listening to AARP’s presentation of Luka Šulić’s concert of Vivaldi’s The Four Seasons. Incredible cellist. I mention this because I am a member of AARP. I’m not…
Nora Ephron has been on my mind. It has to do with the book she wrote about her neck, I Feel Bad About My Neck, and I how completely poo-pooed…
Listen. Hear me out. If you’re under 50 years of age, you’re in no position to be hawking anti-aging anything to me. Creams, lotions, oils, gels for my hands, neck,…
Nora Ephron has been on my mind. It has to do with the book she wrote about her neck, I Feel Bad About My Neck, and I how completely poo-pooed…