2 Years & Cookies

Today marks my 2-year anniversary of moving into my awesome downtown apartment. Crazy to think about that passage of time – how I’ve become more myself (I think), how I’ve lost a bit of weight, how I’ve become (maybe too) comfortable on my own, how my family unit has shifted, and how I can sit…

A body in revolt

Last Friday, I got home a wee bit early and promptly devoured the food I had in my fridge. Yes, it was probably a bit much, but it was turkey nachos, with black beans, 3 kinds of peppers, tomatoes, and cheese. Not completely terrible, but my stomach hurt a bit afterward. I took a walk…

the rest of the week

After the disappointment of Wednesday night, the rest of the weekend has been pretty good. On Thursday, out of nowhere, I decided to see a movie. Instead of a variety of Oscar-nominated films I could have chosen, I selected “Winchester” starring Helen Mirren. It’s about Sarah Winchester, heiress to the Winchester rifle company fortune and…

My Night with Janis Joplin

The dinner I had before the show was fabulous. . . . . . . . I had seen a version of this show, “A Night with Janis Joplin,” many years ago, but it was called “Love, Janis” after the book Janis’s sister, Laura, had written. I saw it in the small Lyceum Theatre, and…

NPM – 26 of 30

I wrote this poem in October during the full moon. I thought with tomorrow’s early morning lunar spectacular (blue moon/super moon/blood moon/lunar eclipse), this poem was appropriate. Oh yeah, and also the president’s first SOTU. ~~ Moon Shine Last night I kept the blinds open, unconcerned about who might see into my bedroom, spy the…

I was challenged by…

Today’s reflection is “I was challenged by…” I gotta say this one is tough for me, not because I didn’t have challenges, but nothing that defined my year, which is a good thing. But I did think of a couple things, one personal and one more global. My job These last 6 months or so…

no man’s land

I wrote a poem once about how 3 am is a no man’s land. It’s too late to still be up partying or whatever you’d like to do, and it’s too early to be up for the day. But here I am, for a couple reasons. I went to bed around 10 pm, after watching…

NPM – 24 of 30

hole in the floormat my driver’s side floormat has a hole where my right heel has worried through the fabric I don’t know how long my heel has worked to accomplish this feat I have noticed it slowly growing I have rearranged the floormat to slow the growth but it always inches back to the…

NPM – 6 of 30

“a hard cry could draw walls in, it could bend metal, it could turn a full moon into a sliver” – from The Sugar Queen by Sarah Addison Allen not as much as before not like it used to be tears enough to drown in sorrows fit for a crone but the aftermath produced no supernatural…

NPM – 3 of 30

uneven last night, my chin gushed blood due to an unfortunate launch of the cat from my face in sleep, an apology given soothed a troubled mind in the morning, as I brushed my teeth, an unexpected tilt I tried to balance myself tried to steady what I didn’t understand it turned my day upside…