I once had a quick text conversation that stays with me; it was about types of visual art. The friend I was texting with puts abstract art on the walls that I don’t like, myself, but it’s not my house, so who cares? She also has begun painting with watercolors, as have two other newly […]
Chapter 1a: March 2020, Central Virginia
[I’ve previously published the introduction here in this blog.] Have you ever done the exact opposite of what was good for you? I don’t mean something small, like staying up all night by yourself (as a grown woman) watching the BBC’s Pride and Prejudice while you cut off your dreadlocks. I’m talking something big. A […]
50 Ways I Am a Badass
There are several topics I should be covering in this post, updates to keep you in the loop of Tracy’s and my lives, and Banjo’s, too. Updates You’re Not Getting How Tracy’s building the fence with concrete and posts and pickets, and how I’m keeping the neighbors satisfied with more tomatoes than two blocks of […]
Bridging the Cheese Curd Divide
A partnership post with famed Midwest Mark!
An Imperfect Life Is Made from a String of Perfect Moments
Last week’s blog entry about regrets is valid. As is the pretty-much opposite take, that being aware of tiny moments of perfection allows you to make a necklace, of pearls and gems and found shark teeth and tiny shells, that makes life as beautiful as I am wistful. Problem is that it’s hard to remember […]
Maybe If I Consider the Maybes
A year ago, we were still in the trailer, in the campground in Wisconsin, looking for a house to buy. Maybe, if we’d spent less time house-hunting, feeling like the summer was a ticking time bomb, and more time finding a sustainable apartment (or rental house) that wouldn’t suck our souls from our very throats […]
A Year off the Road, a Month of Reckoning, Part 1
I have a new plan for this blog. Yes, no surprise there. But, hear me out. Because I’ve been stymied by that manuscript I have in the works, and because these entries here continue to be easy to write, I’ve decided to write the manuscript here. Terrible idea, I know. AI will steal my words. […]
Guess the Events in My Triathalon
I was greeted downstairs this morning by the sight of Tracy doing the dishes without a shirt on. Walking around the house half naked is my job, so I asked what on Earth compelled him to steal my mojo. It was only 9 am, but turns out he’d already ridden his bike all the way […]
Lessons from Two Nights of Phish
There’s a group of four guys, about my age (50s), about my background (east coast, prep-school, real and quasi smart-ass/intellectuals), who spent their high school years in about the same way I did (when not seeing Grateful Dead shows, then in someone’s parents’ basement playing in or listening to a jam band). Those four guys […]
Making Connections in a New Town
My assumptions about making new friends and how that’s actually working out.
