I’m in morning traffic on highway 80. I catch glimpses of tense, eager, caffeinated faces all around me. People change lanes constantly, trying to get ahead. News is coming through the radio, reporting the global catastrophes at the top of the hour. They’ll report them again, in greater detail, starting in just 5 minutes. I’m … Continue reading An invitation.
When I first looked in the mirror this morning, I noticed lines on my face from my pillow. A couple of hours later I realized the lines were still there. Oh lord! It wasn’t the pillow at all. That’s just my face now... Sometimes you notice the aging process slowly, like gentle waves combing the … Continue reading Time Lines
This morning came gently, one shade lighter at a time. We cozied up with the residual darkness as the coffee water heated up. We’ve been cuddling so much lately, my dog Chico and I, in this fierce kind of way as if I hold him tight enough, he’ll always be imprinted in my arms. For … Continue reading May you always be happy and free…
by the Brother There’s nothing like starting the year off with a trip to the auto repair shop to have my car fixed for seven hundred clams. (That’s $700 for those who haven’t heard the clam lingo before.) Thankfully I have a budget that works and helps me save money for such repairs. What’s that … Continue reading Budge-IT!
I want to take you for a ride on the S-C4-RC which stands for the ‘Sibling crazy coffee caffeinated conversation roller coaster.’ Sometimes when Monica calls and asks, “How’s it going?” I can tell by the tone and energy in her voice that its time to put the lap bar down and buckle up while … Continue reading S-C4-RC: The Purpose of Life
The solid path was roughly three feet wide, narrower in certain spots as my sister, our friend, and I made our way up the side of a ginormous rock to Observation Point at Zion National Park. Other hikers would pause their stride to let another pass. If you looked at the side of the rock … Continue reading BS Adventures: Zion National Park
I've been downsizing for the last several years – from a duplex to a room rental to a studio. Each time I move I try to sell or donate anything I don’t need or love (and I’m often surprised at how the definition of what I really need changes.) I started thinking of what it … Continue reading Home Sweet Tiny Home!