Sometimes when bad things happen in the world, when things happen that I can’t make sense of, I look for inspiration in poetry.
Everyday Essays & Thoughts
So I’ve been thinking . . . about squeaky shoes. It’s been a rough week and this made me laugh. Now I know exactly what to do when I’m feeling grouchy.
Cell phones—astounding technology that we did live without at one point but now seem to be constantly attached to.
Last week was one of those weeks when only Cher can make me feel better. So, what does one do when it’s been one of those weeks? The only thing you can do: Blast some Cher songs . . .
So I’ve been thinking . . . about advice. It’s a funny thing. We all seek it out, we all give it out, and we all often ignore it.
On a beautiful, sunny but cold day, I decided to take advantage of my Art Institute membership and check out the member preview of the Charles Ray sculpture exhibit.
As a writer, I’m always looking for inspiration. A few weeks ago, a friend of mine sent me something that gave me some hope.
So I’ve been thinking . . . How good is this chocolate tea I just made? Totally hits the spot. Today my chocolate craving surfaced. And since I have virtually nothing that resembles chocolate at home—and I’m too lazy to go to the store—what to do?
October is Breast Cancer Awareness month and before this month is over, I’m getting my yearly mammogram.
In honor of this (almost) full moon Monday, I’m writing about another full-moon Monday I experienced recently. And it was one of those kinds of days.