What’s around the corner in 2022? At best, that may feel like a disappointing question, as covid has certainly taught us that our plans can quickly go awry. At worst, that question can feel terrifying as we wonder what additional covid variants, political upheaval, beloved celebrity death, etc. might be headed our way.  I’m pondering…

“What did you learn in 2021?” I’ve seen that question posted in a wide range of places, so it seems like a good question to tackle. And it does require tackling–as I’ve been pondering it, I realize learning isn’t so straightforward. Often learning starts, and stops, and then builds–so if I’m getting better at something…

Our photo holiday card this year may make us look like barflies. (Not that we’re opposed to looking like barflies, but it’s not an accurate description of us–because of Covid and full schedules, we currently do most of our drinking at home).  So I’m going to provide some context for the card that may make…

I was surprised to feel a little remorse as we took down our Christmas tree today.  I usually feel a little bit sad, but mostly relieved, to undertake this end of the holiday season task. But this year, as I felt the still-rather-soft, not-completely-dried-out needles, I thought, “Hmm, maybe this tree still has some “life”…

Now that 2021 is over, I can officially announce that I did NOT make my goal of running 1400 miles during the year. And I’m mostly okay with that.  I’m pretty sure that no one else in the world remembers or knows that I had this goal, but I still feel the need to be…

My smart phone is trying to kill me–and it’s not with 5G. “My smart phone is trying to kill me–with tennis elbow.” Hmm, that sounds like a lyric from a punk country song.  So now the disclaimers: My case of tennis elbow is actually very mild, and self-diagnosed. Everything I will write in this post…

Baking and enjoying holiday cookies is a beloved tradition for many people. I think this is lovely and wouldn’t want to diminish this joy for anyone, but I did not grow up in a home of baking, and the constant presence of and talk about sweets makes me twitchy. Without going into too much detail…

I had no idea that there is a patron saint of theater until recently (10 minutes ago, when I did some Googling). It’s Saint Genesius, and apparently, our cast and crew of the recent production of “Uh-Oh, Here Comes Christmas” did something to piss him off.  How else to explain all the trials and tribulations…

“And I want to thank you, for giving me the best day of my life. Oh, just to be with you, is having the best day of my life.” “Thank You” by Dido I didn’t feel organized enough this year to observe 30 Days of Gratitude, but I would like to offer an Unnumbered Minutes…

I wasn’t planning on having a unicorn-themed weekend, but it was a happy surprise.  And I’m talking about “real” unicorns here–the magical mythical horse-like creatures, not tech start-ups (and definitely NOT the more “adult” definitions that I wasn’t aware of until I did a little googling).  How was my weekend defined by unicorns?* I finished…