While in Utah visiting my family, my sister and I got into a conversation about regrets. What do I regret? What kinds of things would I do differently if I had a few do-overs? Do I regret filling yards of surgical tubing with water and spraying an apartment full of poker-playing boys in college? No.… Continue reading Regrets and Do-Overs
I'm starting to feel like someone is spying on me, noticing how hard I can be on myself for falling short in one area or another because targeted messages on the dangers of perfectionism seem to be coming at me from every angle. It's like when I send emails, search a particular topic on the… Continue reading Forget Perfection
I like to believe I am a calm, controlled kind of woman. So when I heard about the storm of the century heading our way, Doug and I took all the necessary precautions. We filled the tub with water, charged up our battery-powered lights, moved all of our deck furniture, brought in all the pumpkins… Continue reading Hurricane Sandy and Losing Control
A longtime friend of mine has asked me to blog about politics. No thanks, I don't blog about politics, I tell him. He persists, claiming that since I have been a politically involved person, people want to know what I think. I disagree. If I blog about politics, I open the door for an entirely different… Continue reading Political Blogging? Not here.