Write it down in ink

I'm having urges for a new tattoo. My last one, on the palm of my right hand was four years ago. It was a celebration of sorts - a mark on my body to remind me how long I've lasted without a drink. I was five years sober at the time, now nine years. Nine... Continue Reading →

Day 17: Security Blankets

For a number of years, my morning commute included a drive across the Ohio River headed east on interstate 64 to the Grinstead exit just outside of downtown Louisville. I'd drive up Cherokee Parkway to Longest Avenue where I would stop for my daily Heine Brothers' coffee and a walk through Carmichael's Bookstore. 64 to... Continue Reading →

35 Books On Writing (Or, Why I May Have A Problem)

I am enrolled in a writing course, and I can't even say the name of the class as it reeks of writer/family/betrayal in its highest form. While I'm not going to post any of the essays I've written as part of the class assignments, I am game for sharing a photo inspired by the instructor... Continue Reading →

So I Had This Dream The Other Night…

Dream Symbols from Dreammoods.com: The Color White White represents purity, perfection, peace, innocence, dignity, cleanliness, awareness, and new beginnings. You may be experiencing a reawakening or have a fresh outlook on life. Shoes In general, shoes represent your approach to life. Wearing shoes in your dream suggests that you are well-grounded or down to earth.... Continue Reading →

I predict 2014 to explode with big-breath-taking, happy-heart-expanding, out-of-this-world MAGIC

Happy New Year! 2014--can't you even imagine? Remember dancing to, "Two-thousand-zero-zero, party over, oops out of time..." and thinking 2000 was so far away? Now look where we are. The future. Also, where the hell have I been? August? Really? That was the last time I blogged? If I was sitting across from myself right... Continue Reading →

Ummm…who do I see about purchasing new office equipment around here?

Monday was the first day of my new job--I mean career--job sounds so what I was doing before what I'm doing now. I entered the kitchen to find my husband staring at our coffee pot like it had lied to him. "It's dead," he said without looking up. Mr. Coffee had died on my very... Continue Reading →

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