Trauma of the athletic variety
It was an odd weekend…I’m glad to be back to Monday and all the familiar rhythyms of the work-a-day. Saturday and Sunday had a cold drizzle punctuated by periods of hard driving rain, the back drop to Friday night’s Chernoybl-like meltdown with My Better Half and Saturday morning’s damp and chill soccer game where in […]
White Cake and Cavities
I know, I know, three days without a post. But it’s all over now…all that up my ass-ocity. I’m busy reclaiming my own slice of routine and normalcy save for the entire right side of my face which is still numb after enduring an excavation and a filling. This morning, when searching the calendar for […]
The Grass is Always Greener
I should be posting something lovely and springfully poignant but it’s April vacation and the kids are up my ass, and My Better Half works from home, so he too is up my ass, and the cats and the dog and the two Siamese fighting fish are up my ass. And the second floor windows […]
Annual Performance Review
I am shamelessly borrowing Mark Bazer of the Chicago Trib’s piece called Spousal Review. What better way to kick off the Spring season than with blatant judgment and acerbic commentary on one’s domestic relationships?
Apparently Mark and his wife have found some sort of connubial equilibrium by,
“each keeping a notebook in which we record all the […]
Flamin’ Mamie
Another day, another loss on the tennis court. I know, I know, two weeks in a row. How will I manage to go on? How will I ever earn back my blog audience’s awe and admiration.
During the match, I said ‘Fuck’ out loud, a lot, but otherwise managed to keep my temper under wraps. […]
Timing
So what does a twice rejected nascent writer do after the receiving the latest in a series of loud and echoing No’s? Well, of course she gets right back in the saddle and fires off a few short stories to five different literary magazines and makes sure she enters a couple writing contests and decides […]
Deaf Ears
As they say, it’s got to get worse before it can get better. (Remind me. Who the fuck is the ‘they’ who said that. I’d like a word with them and those choice mots would be sharp and scolding.) As is typical of Monday, today was a shit storm of a day. (Can you tell […]
All Sky
Cathy Ladman is apparently funny. Who knew? I guess I’ve been living under a mossy rock for the past ten years because, until I googled her, I had no idea what I’d been missing. After reading the following quote attributed to Ladman: “Marriage is very difficult. Marriage is like a 5,000-piece jigsaw puzzle – all […]
The Sting
Okay, so yesterday was Wednesday and you know that’s my tennis day, so I’ll give you the full disclosure. But I’ll make it brief because I hate to talk about losing. Especially the kind of losing that, if I hadn’t made such a mince out of my last service game, would have actually been […]
A-Void-Ance
The existence of a book analyzing a person’s relative health based on the color, consistency and frequency of bowel movements does not, somehow, surprise me. In fact, when I first read about Josh Richmant and Arish Sheth’s field guide to excrement on Salon.com, I was not entirely bowled over (pun intended). It just seems simple […]
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