Reports of my demise were greatly exaggerated

Sorry I've been MIA for awhile. Life got...well...lively. In a good way, let me hasten to add. On October 1, 2021, I officially swapped my status of little old white-haired lady for that of little old white-haired RETIRED lady! I drove myself crazier than I already am preparing for this blessed event. Threading my way … Continue reading Reports of my demise were greatly exaggerated

Just like Tom Petty said….

"The waiting is the hardest partEvery day you see one more cardYou take it on faith, you take it to the heartThe waiting is the hardest part..." --Tom Petty, "Waiting Is the Hardest Part" After months of self-doubt, apprehension, extensive (some might call it compulsive) research and driving myself and everybody around me crazy, I … Continue reading Just like Tom Petty said….

Who’s been sitting in MY chair???

I love yoga. I used to do it regularly back in the day, morning and evening. Nothing fancy or "pretzel"-y, but lots of stretches and things like downward-facing dog (often accompanied by an upward-facing cat), child's pose and Proud Warrior. Lots of poses (including my beloved savasana) required getting down on the floor and up … Continue reading Who’s been sitting in MY chair???

Sanctuary!

You can tell your old Aunt Donna’s in her natural habitat. Just look at that smile. With dimples, no less!  Check out the relaxed posture. And even though they’re a bit swollen with seasonal allergies, the eyes are bright, alert and happy.There are far worse fates than being an introverted, empathic homebody all nice and … Continue reading Sanctuary!

2020 Vision

“Looking through crystal spectacles/ I can see you’ve had your fun.” --Donovan, Epistle to Dippy (from Sunshine Superman album, 1966) Back in the day we called them “trip glasses.” Their multi-faceted lenses gave the wearer a kaleidoscopic view of the world which, we were told, was “just like an LSD trip.”  Never having indulged in … Continue reading 2020 Vision

Little things mean a lot

A toddler's first scribbled portrait of Mommy is given pride of place on the refrigerator door, even though the aforementioned portrait was done with the last of Mommy's favorite, now-impossible-to-find lipstick. Little Things mean a lot. After a hellish day at work, you swoop into the grocery store to grab one essential item.  A single … Continue reading Little things mean a lot