The other day I tried to pull up the (recent) history of COVID-19’s spread in Florida. I couldn’t find it – not easily anyway.
The current numbers are available… everywhere you look. Finding anything further back than the current day took a little more effort.
While I was searching… one day at a time… I threw the figures I found into a spreadsheet (mostly from the FL…
I found myself on a basketball court not long ago. As will happen on a basketball court, a basketball came to be in my hands – or more specifically – my right hand. I hadn’t held a ball in either of my hands for a long time, but there I was.I had a ball.I was looking up at the rim.The ball was dripping with unfulfilled purpose.
Without thinking, I took a quick half step forward with…
Rosie often favours simple styling, staying devoted to an ultra-elegant, minimalistic aesthetic. She usually wears skinny jeans with an impeccably tailored blazer or coat, and then a standout pair of earrings, boots or a handbag.
Capes came to town several years ago and then dwindled away again, but if you loved the look you’re in luck as it’s back for autumn. Female empowerment…
When it comes to blazers, she often opts for oversized, boxier fits with strong shoulder pads. This time, though, she wore a burnt-orange style that’s bolder than her usual pinstriped and black jackets.
Capes came to town several years ago and then dwindled away again, but if you loved the look you’re in luck as it’s back for autumn. Female empowerment has been at the…
Cheryl and I did a half day on the bikes yesterday, peddling through the flat rural landscape of north Florida. We did an out-n-back along a twenty mile stretch of paved trail, converted from an old rail line between Keystone Heights and Palatka, FL. It was my first ride of forty miles (or more) in at least four years – and late-forty legs REALLY felt the last five miles. But it was a great…
Sorry to disappoint but this is not a gambling post.
This IS an open letter to my daughter on her birthday.
Why open? If I’m honest with myself, it’s mostly for selfish reasons. Bragging about a child is feels like bragging about yourself, regardless of how much (or little) you actually had to do with the outcome.
I’m going to say something that may sound like a back-handed compliment, but…
Let’s get one thing out of the way. All things being equal, it hurts way more when it’s my body doing the hurting – as opposed to someone else. My superpower is not empathy.
That said, sometimes I’d prefer to be the one in pain, rather than watching.
Chronic pain can feel mighty helpless but there are some ways to cope – and I’ve logged A LOT of hours in therapy…
I can’t take anymore Facebook. I’m out. I’ve been beaten.
My intention is not to pile on Facebook while it’s fashionable. Well, this post might be – but not my behavior leading up to it. I’ve poked my head in to check on a couple of folks I knew were going through a rough time. I’ve tossed in a few random thoughts I figured might amuse a few people. But all of my recent…