I am, fortunately, many miles away from the states affected by Hurricane Irene’s angry path this weekend, but that geographical blessing didn’t stop me from riding my own waves of stress and emotion. I’m feeling kind of beached right now and like any self-respecting exhausted whale, I thought I should share. Two years ago I … Continue reading Stormy seas and leaky lifeboats
Orange folders and martini lunches
Well, we survived the first day of school, although from the annual photo of my daughter next to the school sign it looks more like she’s facing a firing squad than fourth grade. Fortunately, she was in better humor when I picked her up later. Besides arranging after-school care, buying new school clothes and reinstating … Continue reading Orange folders and martini lunches
Contentment comes quietly
Some days the bliss arrives unexpectedly and by the simplest means of transportation. Today is like that. My house is still a scary mess, my kid still won’t listen to me or help dry the dishes after telling her 14 times, and I’m still not sure how I’m paying the mortgage this week. And yet … Continue reading Contentment comes quietly
The Big Five-OH-MY-GOD!
If age is just a number, then my upcoming birthday is definitely doing a number on me. Yep. This November I turn half a century. Swigs wine before continuing. I don’t want to say that I’m taking it hard, but there may have been more than a few tears several months back when those bastards … Continue reading The Big Five-OH-MY-GOD!
A weapon of moth destruction
My blogging habits are obviously sporadic, at best. When I heard yesterday that Charlie Sheen's wages were being garnished for child support to the tune of $55,000 PER MONTH, I remembered that loser was still occupying top spot here at suzspetals. Oh, the humanity! I had to remedy the situation but haven't strung two coherent … Continue reading A weapon of moth destruction
My not-so-violent torpedo of truth
My humble opinion as printed in the Berthoud Weekly Surveyor I’m normally an upbeat, optimistic person, but recent world events have scratched and smudged my rose colored glasses. The horrific earthquake and tsunami in Japan broke my heart, and it’s true, the inevitable unrest and American involvement in Libya has rattled my equanimity, but I’m … Continue reading My not-so-violent torpedo of truth
