A Song Not Scored For Breathing

It's Monday. Tomorrow's the first of the month. I've spent countless of either of those days determined to revamp my life comple...

A cold slice of watermelon would taste mighty fine right now. There's something weird about living in a land where last week we scraped ...

Blessed relief came last night in a most unexpected way. Yesterday I'd told my hairdresser I just needed a good cry. You know the kind t...

Today I embraced the sadness that's been my companion all week. Risen from the depths it's been begging for release. The tears came ...

It's been a day. Needled up in both shoulders. Carpet bombing is what my doctor calls it. Shove needle in, wiggle it around can't lo...

I feel melancholy today. Down right blue. Bitchy, too. Hormonal as all get out. Sigh. Last night's dream was of little girls being aband...

I had a nightmare while I napped this afternoon. Narrowly escaping the clutches of a rapist I raced down several flights of stairs ending up...

Dearest one said this morning they could bring on global warming any time now. This after telling me that youngest son had to scrape the ice...

This is post number 600. Not sure there's any significance to that. It has reminded me that putting one foot in front of another for 600...

I got this meme, listing ten weird things about oneself, from truevyne and tagged myself. Feel free to tag along. 1. Once I get a song st...

The energizer bunny is sleeping at my feet. She spent the 5 minutes before that barking at an imaginary enemy down the hallway. I had to op...

Thank you for the feedback on the radio documentary. It does my heart good when people 'get it.' It makes a difference to the produc...

It's been a long but terrific day. Shopping with my soon to be daughter in law reminded me how much fun it is to shop with another woman...

One of the most frequent hits I get on this blog is for the term belly button birthday , which I wrote about nearly a year ago and reread t...

A change is as good as a rest. I've mulled over the past few months whether it was time to give the blog a final rest but as you can se...

It seems like such an old pattern, one that's been mine since childhood: I'd rather go looking for distraction than be present in th...

Tagged by Steve to complete Dr. Benton Quest's meme . Here are the rules: Step One – pull out a book on the book shelf. Step Two – go t...

I came across a post on a new to me blog today that prompted me to write an email to a friend. An "ember letter" of my own, if y...

I am not a morning person. I doubt I ever will be. But when you live in a land where the sun is now close to never sleeping one becomes a mo...

It's time for a soak in the shower and then bedtime. I love my bed. I love showers, too. It's been a full day. Mowing lawns. Plantin...