A Cosmic Joke after Trauma

When life becomes a cosmic joke, I'm ready for the punchline. It's more than traumatic when someone healthy dies moments after you speak with them. My mind has been flooded with what ifs and the disbelief that anyone could sit down and pass away from a clot. I'm still in shock after almost three weeks. So... Continue Reading →

An Ode to a Midwinter Cold

Hark! Is that a death rattle I hear, trembling the dark wood around me? Nope. ‘Tis the phlegm from thy chest cold shaking the bed frame as I hack up another loogie. A midwinter cold has claimed yet another Kleenex which shroud thy bedclothes like moguls on ski slopes in thy feverish dreams. Okay, so... Continue Reading →

Singing my tune at Clay’s!

Last Tuesday at Making the Days Count, I shared a little irony about the first record I bought. No, it's not Carole King's Tapestry, although my hair looked like that for a while. Stop by and check out what I used to illustrate at the VA Hospital and how six degrees of separation can become one. Read... Continue Reading →

Your Face Yoga Is Killing Me!

Last year, I noticed my thighs had shrunk and wrinkled and my upper eyelids had begun to droop. WTH? I suspected it was from aging. When I learned swelling causes muscle atrophy, I hit the gym hard. It's been over three months since knee surgery. My quads have grown and my thighs are smooth. Woohoo!... Continue Reading →

Twinkle, Illustration, and Elves

I'm ready for the next project on my long list. It's my absolute favorite. Can you guess? Nope. I'm not wrapping presents. I always leave that chore until the last minute. I'm not hanging the stockings. NOTE TO SELF: I need to buy sticky tack. I'm not writing my letter to Santa. I'm playing with... Continue Reading →

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