I am a Drama Queen. And everybody in my whole family just rolled their eyes. Seriously. I know they did. How DARE they? You see, I’m the baby of my family. Drama was how I got attention. It was how I made sure they… Continue Reading “Confessions of a Drama Queen”
My mom gave me this mug a few years ago while I was working on a manuscript called Paint Chips. At the time, I doubted the novel would ever find a publisher, let alone an audience. Still, I wrote. And wrote. And wrote. I… Continue Reading “10 Days”
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While I would love to claim that the blog today is 100% my work, that would be a lie. You’d see right through it. For one thing, you are smart people. For another, Susie Finkbeiner (who did write today’s…
A few years ago a friend of mine died. She’d been sick for a long time. I’m talking years. One health issue after another. When she passed away, I was sad. Extremely sad. The problem was, I just couldn’t seem to mourn. I cried.… Continue Reading “A Novel Helped Me Mourn”
Of all the things I always loved about my birthday, it’s that I shared it with my Great Aunt Bertha. Aunt Bertha was my Grandpa Riggs’ younger sister. She was a legend. Most people in my family have been. But Aunt Bertha was something… Continue Reading “The Birthday Aunt”
I write a note for my daughter’s lunch box. She loves trivia, so I include an obscure fact to the note. Right now, we’re having fun with “This Day In History”. I looked up this day in history. January 30. Beheadings. Wars. Gandhi was… Continue Reading “Gandhi, MLK, Ireland”
I’ve got very little to say today. It’s Wednesday. We’ve had three snow days. This week. My kids are awesome. I’m not kidding. They have been troopers. Super. Troopers. Still. So far we’ve had a glitter glue explosion. An apple in the toilet. A… Continue Reading “This is a Thoughtless Post”
Today, Caleb Wilde is hosting me over at his place. That’s a fancy bloggy way to say, he’s got a piece of my writing up on his blog. Caleb is a sixth generation funeral director. He helped me out with some details on My… Continue Reading “Vulnerability”
Yesterday, I took my regular, favorite seat at my local Starbucks. The one all the way in the back. It’s the best spot for people watching. Well, and it’s close to the bathroom…so there’s that. Now, I spend a good amount of time… Continue Reading “Slurping Coffee Like a Barista”
This weekend, I spent a little quality time with the nurses and doctors in the Emergency Room. I wore mismatched socks. They took my blood. It was a great (eye-roll) way to spend the afternoon. Wonky heart. Well. That wasn’t the doctor’s official diagnosis.… Continue Reading “Quaking in my Boots”