On Being Late.

On Being Late.

I don’t know how you feel about lateness, but I can never truly take someone seriously if they don’t take themselves or their commitments seriously enough to be on time.  I don’t buy into the “that’s just the way they are” mindset either. To me, that’s just excusing...
The Switch.

The Switch.

I’ve become aware of something lately. The telltale signs of living longer and general wear and tear in my body are becoming harder to ignore. And I realize, as I witness my gradual shift, that I am not ready to be old. Or, more accurately, I’m not ready to feel my...
Terrible in Photos.

Terrible in Photos.

I have a dubious talent; I look terrible in almost every photo I’m in.  Please note, I am not saying, “I think I look terrible.” I know I look terrible. Almost every photo I’m part of is the proverbial driver’s license photo for me.   But I think it’s funny...
No More Thank You’s?

No More Thank You’s?

There is a house down the road that has about four or five small dogs of various breeds, I think it’s four, you know the ones: yappy and nippy, and when they run around they could easily be mistaken for leaves, blowing this way and that with no direction to speak of. ...
Strong Women.

Strong Women.

I was talking to a friend recently and he mentioned that as he was from a predominantly male family, and now raising two sons of his own, he was acutely aware of the toxic masculinity that has been such a big part of his life and upbringing. It did not feel...
On Being Nice.

On Being Nice.

Presently, my “day” job is rental applications coordinator for a real estate company.  I work in a chill office environment with two other ladies and we do our thing and get on. We enjoy an easygoing and professional workspace – not interested in drama, no...