I’m writing outside on my stoop while listening to a chainsaw at 7am, drinking my tea (White Cab from Short and Stout). One of my neighbors is cutting an enormous cottonwood. There are several trucks and the one guy is in a bucket high, high up, sawing away branches. Someone I know is recovering from …
Hey peeps, I was writin’, then vewy vewy quiet, and then suddenly writing again! And now quiet again. Updates: Writing:As I got sicker from Cushing’s I was no longer able to keep up this blog. Then after my surgery in Oct 2017, my brain started to function better and I started writing again. After a …
James Breakwell, a very amusing parent and writer, posted a Parenting Olympics list that showcased the variety of skills needed to raise the younger set of progeny. After I read it, I replied to him: Very funny, though it seems that this contest rewards skills aimed at keeping your child from killing themselves, which is …
God, I hate March. Macbeth, man. He should have known. I’m like an ice-cream server with a group of teen girls trying to decide on their flavor. Are we winter? Spring? Snow? Freezing rain? Sunny? Cloudy? Long-johns? A t-shirt? MAKE UP YOUR FREAKIN’ MIND BEFORE I SCOOP YOUR ASS!!! Sorry, just had flashbacks to my …
“Perhaps we should never procure a new suit, however ragged or dirty the old, until we have so conducted or enterprised or sailed in some way, that we feel like new men in the old, and that to retain it would be like keeping new wine in old bottles.”― Henry David ThoreauYour pants are falling …
Sipping my new green tea my daughter’s roommate gave me from her trip in Japan (smooth with a perfect aftertaste), I am re-evaluating my bar of success. Grocery shopping was one too many things today. I have a head-ache and since my afternoon students cancelled, I could have just rested. Instead I went to the …
Dear Santa: I realize this letter is a bit early, but considering it may involve some time travel and shape-shifting magic, you better get started on my list. 1. My son’s Christmas present tea. Someone (he can’t remember who) gave him a container filled with a delectable herbal tea, probably home-made or a craft fair …
I have a natural tendency to look on the bright side of life (whistle…) Twenty two years ago, this very week, I gave birth to my baby girl. When my boyfriend and I found out I was pregnant, in college, it was overwhelming and there were many tears. However, not even a week after we …
Under my desk calendar was a letter addressed, “To Rebecca of 2017.” It was written by me at the end of 2016. I wasn’t sure what to expect because I don’t have a very good memory anymore; one of the symptoms of Cushing’s is mental problems (both the cognitive and emotional.) But my feeling of …
There have been many attempts to describe to “regular folk” the challenges of those of us who have chronic illness. The Spoon Theory is a good one. The Matchstick Theory is a little more apt. But I’ll attempt my own called, The Crap Theory. This is less about choices of energy and just…about what it’s like to always feel …