I used to post my children’s birthdays on Facebook. Collages of photos: my baby as an infant, my baby as a toddler, my baby missing front teeth, my baby kicking a soccer ball, my baby graduating high school. My baby not a baby anymore, but all grown up. I don’t do that for any of them ...
People who grow up without religious baggage fascinate me. Like, what did you do– just grow up and explore? And then decide for yourself what you believed from what you learned and observed? These are honest, real questions wondered with awe and respect. Also, deep envy. Did you try out various ...
The motto on the box says, “Lifelong transformation, one healthy habit at a time.” It caught my eye on a day when I was grumbling about the plateau pattern in my weight loss goal. It reminded me that while I might still be tempted mightily by the glorious white potato, I’m ...
I am slowly slogging my way out of the second puberty that came with my early forties. This is an OptaVia update post but the reality is so much larger than that. It would be unfair to claim my way out of the foggy forrest of mood swings, hot flashes, sloggy brain, involuntary weight gain and ...
I put the last five short stories I’ve written together in a collection and published them. Over the past few years I’ve written a story to give away as a holiday gift to friends; this grouping includes those stories, which have been edited and reworked, as well as two new ones. ...
The same week that Apple programmed Siri to answer iphone users who said, “I see a little silhouetto of a man,” with, “Scaramouche, Scaramouche, can you do the fandango,” followed by the rest of the song’s lyrics by Queen, Anthony Scaramucci was hired to be the Communications Director for the ...
