Once upon a 365 days ago…

Once upon a 365 days ago…

It was exactly a year ago that I woke up on my 40th birthday in a really bad mood. I hated turning 40. Hated it. Even saying the words, “I’m 40” seemed to stick in my throat. Still does… In the weeks leading up to my birthday last year, I...
Remembering Ellie…

Remembering Ellie…

My dog, Quimby and I were out on a walk. I was preoccupied with dark thoughts of disappointment and frustrations while Quimby checked the neighborhood canine newsfeed along the trees. As we walked down the street next to ours, my eyes focused on a particular home. I...
Making the most of TIME…

Making the most of TIME…

For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven. A time to be born and a time to die. A time to plant and a time to harvest. A time to kill and a time to heal. A time to tear down and a time to build up. A time to cry and a time to laugh. A...
It’s “P” Day…

It’s “P” Day…

I may not always follow the schedule I’ve written down, but I like knowing that it is there – that at some point I was smart enough to think ahead of the game. Yes, I love to plan.

Except for when it comes to food. No plans. I just want to eat what I want, when I want and how much I want.