Today is St. Patrick’s Day and the bar is hopping; Veronica’s stomach is growling as she surreptitiously surveys the crowd. Most everyone is sporting some shade of green, many claiming to be of Irish descent. One grizzled drunk in the far corner is peering at her as if gathering the vestiges of his courage to... Continue Reading →
How I “…Turn Back Time”
I've written before that I have numerous clocks throughout my home. Some are digital, some are *gasp* analog, and some are sync'd to online applications, but most have to be reprogrammed from time to time due to power issues in my town, or simply because they, like me, are slowing down the older they get.... Continue Reading →
Another Week Until My Open Heart Surgery…
Quite the journey, this thing. I can usually wrap my brain around events or situations that crop up in my life that affect me, and I think I'm finally ready for this next venture. I've been processing just what it means to have severe aortic stenosis, and what I've discovered has been a bit unsettling,... Continue Reading →
Spiraling, or Down the Rabbit Hole
Ever been told something and spiral from it? That's me, for sure. I could add a few exclamation marks to my short sentence of "That's Me" but you probably get the picture. There are those who do not react to news, preferring to let things play out in real life, but me? I want to... Continue Reading →
It’s A Good Thing That Some Things Never Change
As I sit before my screen to organize some sort of blog this morning, I'm tempted to write again about the very thing that is utmost in my head - the journey I'll be taking with open heart surgery in less than two weeks. Instead, I'm writing about some of the other mundaneness that filters... Continue Reading →
My ‘Broken’ Heart – Pre-Surgery
The dream I had: I had a medium size box I was carrying that contained things that mattered to me: phone, money, and a bunch of other things, I cannot remember what those items are. I had about fifteen grand in various envelopes and I was taking this box along for my journey. Well, the... Continue Reading →
Miss Bubble and the Red Day (Another Short Story)
When I started second grade at my new school, my favorite teacher was Miss Bubble, and I quickly discovered that she was every other second grade student’s favorite as well. Her last name was not actually ‘Bubble’; her full name was so long and hard to pronounce that we all called her that. The name... Continue Reading →
Dating Nightmares, One of Many
Before I met Hubbin, I was part of the online dating world. This post, though lengthy, is about a particular guy I 'met' who might have been on his way to getting me locked up, simply because I wanted to believe the lies. I shouldn't have clicked on his profile. I had subscribed to multiple... Continue Reading →
Ice Hockey, Rural Oregon Style
I was sent to a Las Vegas conference when I lived in Nevada, and as usual, I got lost in one of the huge hotels that hosted a hockey tournament. I could never seem to find my way anywhere; my sense of direction has failed me on more than one occasion. This time my lack... Continue Reading →
Nothing Ever Happens Here (A Short Story)
(One for the littles) “Nothing ever happens here!” Ali and her twin brother Alex complained in unison. They came in and flopped down on the floor next to their mother’s rocking chair in the living room and gave a loud sigh. It was the second week of summer break, and they were already bored with... Continue Reading →
