My dad wanted a boy more than anything in the world. He had three girls. Life is cruel, but my dad persevered. I guess it could be said he was ahead of his time and wanted gender equality. However, at the end of the day, he just wanted someone to do...
I’ve always been a big reader. As soon as I finish one book, I dive into another. I just love the act of reading. However, the pandemic has really jacked up my attention span. I’m still reading books, but more slowly. In an effort to continue to...
I think it’s a fair statement to say the older you get the harder it is to make new friends. I feel I have become more introverted as I’ve aged. It also seems there are just less friend-making opportunities. So, imagine my delight (and nervousness)...
I was born in 1972. I have very few memories of the 70s, but I remember the 80s like they were yesterday. They were pretty unforgettable. There are several touchstones of the 80s for us Gen Xers. Big hair, loud clothing, questionable music, Phil...
I don’t think a lot about death. Good, right? However, it has been top-of-mind the last several days. Thank goodness, I have not lost anyone close to me. So, what has me dwelling on it? The death of actor Leslie Jordan. From Murphy Brown to Will and...
My husband often reminisces about how sweet his Granny was. He will say things like, “She would have done anything for you,” or “She never had a bad word to say.” I loved my Granny dearly and we were tight AF, but this was not my experience. My...
As I scroll through my social media feed, I find myself envious of people’s passion and love for all things fall. As hard as I try, I just can’t muster any excitement for the season. It really makes no sense. Fall has so much to offer: perfect...
It’s just an hour. Can an hour make that much difference in the grand scheme of things? Apparently. The hour in question is the time difference between Eastern Daylight Time (EDT) and Central Daylight Time (CDT). All my family lives in EDT, yet we...
One of the things I will miss most as the warm weather comes to an end is something a lot of people dread: mowing the yard. I love it. Before you even ask, I’m using a riding lawn mower. Our yard is more than an acre. I’m not push-mowing that shit...
I can be a bit obsessive. I know this will probably not come as a big shock to those who know me or have been kind enough to read my nonsense. Much of it stems from my anxiety, but believe it or not, some of the things I obsess over actually bring...