Happy New Year! May 2018 be full of challenges that ultimately move you forward. I never make New Year's resolutions because I think that they have to come from the heart and soul - not exclusively from a calendar date. But that's me. I think New Year's is a good time to soul search, though. … Continue reading 5 New Year’s resolutions I would make – if I were to make New Year’s resolutions
At the turn of the 20th century, Russian peasants rose and made a simple enough request: Bread and land. The ruling aristocracy thought that was pretty cheeky. A revolution began. The world changed. In December of 2014, I also made a simple request: Bread and, perhaps, a jug of milk. I ended up in the … Continue reading Bread and Ativan: how to get committed to a psych ward.
I've been offered a job back in my beloved field of funeral services. It's a good opportunity, with a company that is willing to invest in me. It feels perfect. That's why it has been so difficult to decide to turn it down. Tomorrow I will have to summon the courage to contact my would-be manager and … Continue reading If Work is Causing a Problem, Maybe it IS the Problem
I have a story to tell. I have a story to tell, but I am not going to tell it. It is about a $10,000 cat. She was just a barn cat. Old, arthritic and grouchy. She used to be a fluffy little cutie, who stole my heart, and caused debates about cat ownership through … Continue reading A Great Story About a $10,000 Cat
Don't look a gift horse in the mouth. What a strange proverb. I've been thinking about it a lot lately. I'm happy enough about leaving those nasty teeth alone, but who's going to clean up all that stinkin' mess? Today, I received another hamper from the Food Bank. I have always been a supporter of … Continue reading Who left this gift horse on my lawn?
Fire to ashes, waiting to rise. Call it, "Phoenix Waiting". Here's a draft of a post I was going to publish early in May, after being served with a "Statement of Claim" from my soon to be Ex. I did what it seemed I had to do. I got a bottle of red wine and … Continue reading Living between titles: Phoenix waiting
The Ultimate Question might be, "How many brushes does a divorced family with three pre-teen girls require?" Seems like a mundane question. I would think it a mundane question, but it has turned out to be much more interesting than I thought. I bet the answer will surprise you. The answer, apparently, is ten (not … Continue reading An Embarassment of Brushes: “co-parenting” after separation and divorce