If I can't be a dragon-whisperer, can I at least have a talking dog?
It helps to resign as controller of your fate. —Anne Lamott It happened again. I had a "Down" Day. Back in 2006, nearly all my days were Down Days. I wound up on disability because I couldn't work more than two days in a row. I was lucky if I had enough energy to... Continue Reading →
It's amazing what you can be grateful for. Sure, we're grateful for food on the table, a roof over our heads, robust health (if we're lucky enough to have it), the usual stuff everyone talks about on Thanksgiving Day. Gratitude is simply recognizing the value of something. Sometimes it's something we've come to take for... Continue Reading →
Things are not going according to plan. I didn't get my post for Monday ready in time to publish. Working on it Monday night, I discovered a huge flaw that I may not be able to fix. I may have to scrap the whole thing. Hours of work down the drain, plus my personal goal of posting... Continue Reading →
Sometimes I look around my house and despair. I seem to have so much stuff. My desk is a great example. Along with the piles of notebooks, index cards, and scraps of paper, I have a stack of reference books, a bunch of journals, and a herd of critters — ceramic, knit, and fabric —... Continue Reading →
It's been one year since I started eating meat again. I've written about why I made the change, my ethical struggles with eating meat, and my fear of what others would think. It's time to look in the mirror and ask myself, "How am I doing?" When I was trying to decide if I could... Continue Reading →
