Journal
you're not listening
Why do you ask, when you either don’t care or aren’t going to believe me when I tell you? People ask “how’s your pain?” and then either insinuate that you’re not in the amount of pain that you say you are OR you aren’t suffering as much as when THEY: __fill in boring but dramatic…
Read MoreI <3 (that's a heart) Upstate NY
Last weekend I traveled to Corning, in the Finger Lakes region of New York, for my High School Reunion. Which one is really not of any relevance, nor is that important. It was more fun & interesting than I had expected. Apparently there are many hilarious moments that I am the only one to have…
Read MoreTrue Confessions of an Airhead
I forget things & I lose stuff. Eventhough I can’t remember things, I hate the bother of writing them down. Those notes just accumulate in huge piles that eventually get lost. I don’t answer my phone & I hate returning messages. Sometimes this is a problem, but most often not. I try to get things…
Read MoreI Carry Two Sticks When I Ride
I carry two sticks when I ride & neither one of them is for hitting my horse. One is a long green twig snapped from a tree on my way out of the barn. I prefer maple or perhaps sycamore, because they have nice big leaves. This stick is for whacking flies. It is a tail…
Read MoreMeyers-Briggs, Toilet Paper, & Strawberry Jam
What to do when the established & respected authorities tell you who you are and you read the description and think: “no I am not”? I was recently informed by the famous & irrefutable Meyers-Briggs Personality Type test that I am an INTP (introverted-intuitive-thinking-perceiving) personality type and thus belong to a group inhabited by only 1% of the general…
Read MoreThe whole world's a critic little sparrow
On August 25 we will drop our first born, Lauren, off at Bryn Mawr College to begin her new life out of our cozy nest. This is going to be bitter-sweet moment. So grown-up, but still my baby. On Tuesday she went to the doctor without me for the first time. She left with college physical…
Read MoreWhat it feels like to be famous
So the soothsayer told me that if I started a blog I would be famous by the end of the day Tuesday. Today is Wednesday, apparently I woke up famous. Here is my accounting of what my first day of fame was like. I have to say that it is pretty good being famous. Right…
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