My husband and I saw Jimmy Buffet perform at the Virginia Beach amphitheater last weekend, and I wasn’t prepared for how much it would affect me. Here was the background coastal music of my whole life, from as far back as I can remember. Here was the future I want for myself and my husband, … Continue reading Embracing my love for Jimmy Buffet
Gentle reader, I try to avoid swearing in my posts, but there is swearing in this one. Just a heads up. I was first introduced to men as the default human (and the ideal) through language: he, him, mankind. God as Father and Son. I remember having a conversation with our son when he was … Continue reading Invisible Women
I define a strength as an activity that strengthens you and a weakness as an activity that weakens you. — Marcus Buckingham I’ve stopped writing many times in the past because I psyched myself out. I rarely read creative nonfiction. What business do I have writing it? I read fiction. When it comes time for pleasure reading, novels … Continue reading I used to think strengths are the things we are good at
I was planning to run my first bike/run combo today, which is called a “brick” in triathlon lingo, because your legs feel like bricks when you try to run after riding a bike. But when I checked the forecast yesterday, it called for thunderstorms all day today, with an extra special treat of severe weather … Continue reading ¿Come se dice “kickass” en español?
Unlike the praline catastrophe, where I was able to save the candy, my attempt at a campfire blueberry crisp was a spectacular failure from which there was no recovery. Two weeks and a dozen rounds of soaking, scraping, and scrubbing later, there is still blackened blueberry cemented to the bottom of our cast iron Dutch … Continue reading How not to make a campfire Dutch oven dessert
“This is a numbing gel.” The dentist swabbed my upper left gum with a clear jelly that smelled like Ron Jon surf shop – that sweet, pineapple coconut scent of Sexwax, or of tropical Life Savers. “Close your mouth on that to hold it in place,” the dentist said, then walked out of the room. … Continue reading I think I may be drooling