Last Monday while I attended the Leap Day event at the University Club, my tightly wrapped world unraveled a bit. It was a great reminder to me about the always tenuous hold we have on life, how rapidly things can take a turn in an unexpected direction. To begin, Monday night has been declared as … Continue reading The precariousness of balance
Category: musings
The ups and downs of breasts
Looking backwards I can't remember exactly when my chest began to develop. If I consider when I began to get genuine attention from males, I could probably carbon date it to somewhere around the age of 13 or so. It was right around the time I ran into my mother in town and she told … Continue reading The ups and downs of breasts
Never, ever
You know how they say “Never say never?” Well, despite that old adage there are few things in life that I personally never want to do. Let me give you a couple of examples… I don’t imagine myself ever buying a brand new car. The new car smell simply comes at too high a price … Continue reading Never, ever
Could you be love?
Despite this snow-less winter, Jeter and I have been spending a lot of time at the golf course. Instead of skiing, though, we run over trails and on paths which I’ve never explored before without my skis. It’s been a good consolation for a frustrated cross country skier and a dog who loves water, be … Continue reading Could you be love?
Sweet love
Today's run was brought to you by thoughts of love and dessert. Or maybe I should say, love of dessert. As Jeter and counted the miles, I considered my tendency to generally be a fairly generous person. I'm not a hoarder and I don't feel the need to accumulate much in life, happily sharing things … Continue reading Sweet love
Things I miss
The smell of my babies. There’s nothing like the fragrance of a newborn baby. Snow. This winter just feels a bit barren without it. Sleep uninterrupted by bathroom visits, drenched sheets and work related stress. Puppy breath. Evenings spent at home. Eating with abandon – an entire pint of Cherry Garcia, burgers actually on buns, … Continue reading Things I miss
Starting over
I like a new beginning. A page turned in a calendar, sharp pencils and a book’s unbroken spine can fill me with promise and hope for what may come next. Possibility is a good thing and sometimes it’s the only thing that inspires me to stay resolute in looking forward rather than to the past. … Continue reading Starting over
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