I laugh, you laugh, we laugh – we live

I can always find something to giggle about. Like my client’s calm observance that one of her husband’s caregivers had dressed him in a female sweater, complete with gleaming, gold buttons. Or the memory of my father’s face when during a reverse driving lesson, I accelerated too hard backing the car down the driveway, and …

“Me Too”: If outside the workplace counts

Ever since the #metoo hashtag surfaced, disturbing images have come out of the shadows of my mind, and lingered at the edge of the circle of victims, wondering if my plight was as harrowing as theirs. Situations like: Community doctor – a friend of my parents, an uncle to me who smiled and laughed while…

Creative expression: Find your inner you

“I am NOT putting that in your hair,” is the first statement that flew out of my mouth when my 12-year-old granddaughter Angel pointed to the blue-colored extensions she wanted me to crochet into her hair. I relented when she explained that she didn’t want a blue head, just streaked through. Whew! But, as I…

Welcome home! Please don’t unpack!

When the bird needs the nest again, does it ever work? Is there ever a time when the parent of an adult individual (I have a hard time saying “adult child”) invites said individual back home to regroup, and they don’t end up needing therapy? I’m asking about any parent-son or parent-daughter relationship, but specifically…

Chips and balances: 80/20 rules!

For the last couple of months, I’ve been conducting an experiment; well that’s what I decided to call it. Actually, it’s more along the lines of me eating basically whatever non-meat foods I want and not exercising regularly; and I found out something. Number one: that not exercising regularly is pissing me off – as…

Motivated: Writing is my chocolate

What started me writing: something pissed me off. A man was killed while hanging out with friends at a local bar – a bar I’d gone to myself with a former boyfriend. My outrage segued to the first letter-to-the-editor I’d ever written, and my first by-line; and that did it. That was back when speaking…

None of my business

I used to make it my business to care what people were saying behind my back. It was during my high school days when much of what was said was right in my face. Being called bumpy or crater face because of my acne pimples or white girl because I talked proper, stung with the…

Snow angels: Giving without expecting

It’s mid-September, and in Baltimore, Maryland cooler weather greets the mornings making me think of delicious new comfort foods to create, a new search for the perfect coat to keep me warm, more snow boots, and inevitably my snow angels during the Baltimore blizzard of 2010. I figured I’m either gonna freeze to death in…

No diets: Loving My Monthly Indulgence 

I should cut certain foods out of my diet. Well,  I did that already: No meat,  no pasta, a limit on processed food, and bread only when my grandchildren are coming over. And I should say a loud NO! to my screaming cravings. But WHY? I’m blessed at 55 years old to be fairly healthy…

Nix bread: Get saucy with a healthy dunk

Way before I’d ever slurped the end of a doughnut dunked in creamy coffee or even heard of Dunkin’ Donuts, dunking my food was my preferred way of eating it. Now back then, I ate a lot more bread, but my thighs could afford it, and I definitely indulged. There was just something delicious about…