Happy Easter! Smoke ’em if you got ’em

Here's a short story about my grandmother, Juanita, who I loved dearly. And Lent. For most of her life, my grandmother smoked Virginia Slims. She started smoking as a teenager. When I was pregnant with my first child, she told me her doctor had advised her to smoke more during both of her pregnancies. "He... Continue Reading →

If I still drank

If I still drank, I would have last night. There was nothing noticeably different yesterday from all my other days. I woke in the morning and helped my husband get our second grader ready for school - my husband fixed our son's breakfast while I laid out his clothes and made sure he had a... Continue Reading →

My Mammalian Middle Brain (or this is your brain on grief)

I finally watched the last episode of The Good Wife. They brought back a dead guy - the Good Wife's unrequited love who was murdered a few seasons back. It was a cop out. You can't bring dead people back to life no matter how many candles you burn, or seances you hold, or how... Continue Reading →

The Excavation Of My Personal History, Decorated By Sunflowers

Eight years into our marriage my husband and I purchased the house where I grew up from my stepdad. We gutted it. I called it the excavation of my personal history. We took down part of the wall between the kitchen and living room. We dry-walled the basement and had new carpet installed. We repainted... Continue Reading →

How To Face Your Fears Before You Get Burned

Not so long ago, my daughter's bedtime routine ended with the following question every night: "Will you talk to me about it?" It was all of the anxieties and fears and worries that invaded her bedroom as soon as she was tucked in. "No matter what, everything will be okay. There's absolutely nothing to worry... Continue Reading →

Poker, Dice Games & Racehorses

Excerpt from Poker, Dice Games & Racehorses: Nine years ago, during a Christmas party with work colleagues, I drank enough that I couldn't walk straight. Hours before the party had ended, before it had even moved to a second location, I stumbled and fell into a table, knocking over drinks into the laps of my... Continue Reading →

Modern Day Book Burnings & Why I Never Wanted To Be A Mommy Blogger

Since my original reaction to reading about this mom and her intentions, I've retreated. Her problem isn't that she doesn't want her kid to read this book, her problem is she wants to apply her own parenting to everyone else's kid.

There Are Few Things Sure In Anyone’s Life

This is my dad on his wedding day, February 9, 1973. Today is the 38th anniversary of his death. He drowned May 14, 1977 at Buffalo Trace Park after spending the day picking strawberries in Starlight, Indiana. I was almost four, and he was a few short months from being 27 - both of us... Continue Reading →

My Therapist Said Not To See You No More

I listened to the song "Laid" by James nonstop during my junior year at Auburn. It was released in 1993 - I was home from college most of that year due to a bad case of bulimia, living with my aunt and uncle who already had two teenage girls and a grade schooler. I don't... Continue Reading →

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