I love sleeping in on the weekend. Who doesn’t? It would be un-American.
I opened my eyes, noticed light was coming in through the window, and luxuriated in the feeling of a Saturday just getting started. No plans, that my sleep-fogged mind could recall. It was the ultimate “living in the moment” moment. Bed, blanket, pillow… all my best friends were there. I heard Beth…
There’s a chance you won’t like me a few sentences from now.
I’ve lost almost 40 pounds this year, but I haven’t been trying.
Some of you know I have regular blood tests – and not because you’re my doctor. One day I may regret speaking so openly about myself. So much for my dream of one day being named ambassdor to Iceland. Although they’ve always given me…
I work with words. When I was in school I thought it would be cool to be able to help people with words. I even got a degree towards that end. A few stints volunteering ended badly, and what was to be the first degree became the only degree.
But then I ended up working as a counselor for a non-profit, job training program. I worked with kids trying to get their G.E.D., and adults trying to retrain…
I go to church for the experience. You might ask, “why else would someone go?” Habit. To learn something. To try new things. To feel closer to God.
Before your outraged little fingers start firing off a reply… I know I probably left out a few things.
I’m a situational cynic, and this is one of those times – I think most go out of habit. I’m not quite as bad…
I was lost for a year and a half after high school, that dark time when the object of my high school crush was dating someone else, a hundred and fifty miles away. I spent many nights in my dorm listening to something from U2… huddled under a small lamp with a stack of paper, a fountain pen, and my sadness.
A random play through the music library on my PowerBook brought up With or Without…
Friday was the first day of spring – or so the calendar says. In sunny Florida it’s been spring for the last month. I’m not normally big on spring: the sign of high humidity and mid-90s around the corner. But this year I feel a bit different about it.
I don’t mean the weather has been different. It’s more of a mood thing. Nothing but doom and gloom is in the news. The…
I’m not sure where I heard this, but Disney supposedly inflates the estimated wait times on their amusement park rides. Makes sense, right? I’ll bet leads to fewer disappointments.
The day of Cheryl’s surgery, I remember the doctor saying her pain should start feeling better by the following Monday. As I’ve mentioned before, it didn’t. In fact it got a little…