I have used up all my cute titles. Seriously. I started to put, It's Me, It's Me, It's Ernest T," which I think is from Andy Griffith, right? But I wasn't even amused, so that was a big "never mind." Oh, well. I could have called it "Angst Dump" right? But that would not have … Continue reading No Title

My daughter made biscuits last night - beautiful “from scratch” biscuits like people’s grandmas used to make. I was kind of excited. I had a client so I was eating later than the family and I envisioned the biscuits with butter and some cinnamon applesauce. Ok, not the kind of applesauce your grandmother used to … Continue reading Cinnamon Applesauce

His hands steadied her. Standing up, she almost lost her balance, and she might have fallen, but his hands around her waist were firm. She stood in front of him, eyes downcast. He settled in his chair. “Legs open, a bit more,” he said. Obediently, she shifted, widening her stance. “Hands behind your back, girl,” … Continue reading Holding

I think I published this and unpublished it right afterwards. Ooops... “Letting there be room for not knowing is the most important thing of all. When there's a big disappointment, we don't know if that's the end of the story. It may just be the beginning of a great adventure. Life is like that. We … Continue reading Interlude

Are you familiar with Brene Brown? If not, let me introduce you. She is amazing and I've been a huge fan of hers for years. She's doing a podcast called "Unlocking Us." I can't recommend it strongly enough. Edited to add: Thanks to Michael’s’ question, I’m back to add this: Brene Brown is a researcher … Continue reading Tip for the Day

I have not been this busy since I was in graduate school and working and raising kids. It’s not bad. It’s just a lot. Yes I'm a warrior woman... I’m doing my click list for the grocery right now. With my daughter, who’s taking her turn on the computer and talking - on speakerphone - … Continue reading Too Busy for a Title

I’m in the middle of a frenzy of “What about me-itis.” I expect to come out of it sometime tomorrow and be able to talk about it or able to talk about something anyhow. At the moment, I’m feeling a bit bereft. Wandering off to brood and grieve.

It’s very dark here. They don’t know when it will be fixed. Back tomorrow.

Thank you all so much for the birthday wishes, and thank you for all the reassurance that being old doesn't mean washed up or worthless. I promise I agree with you on that! And at the same time, I have to say this. Cause if I can't talk about this here, I don't know where … Continue reading Real Talk

Hands on her ass then, her lover's or one of the other men, she didn't know. She moaned softly, it felt so good. Firm but sensual, they parted her cheeks and oiled hands stroked her crack. She had been waxed the day before and so her skin was smooth and hairless. Fingers circled, rubbed, caressed … Continue reading The Massage II