Category Archives: Advice
Effortless Bonding
When Henry was a puppy, we took him to puppy kindergarten so he could learn some of the basics. We had taken Theo a few years earlier. It hadn’t worked out so great for him, but we decided to give it another try. Theo is smart but stubborn. Henry is more easygoing. Perhaps being a …
Overwhelmed. But Improving
It’s been quite a while since I wrote last. I’ve been very overwhelmed. You probably don’t need the word ‘very’ with ‘overwhelmed.’ but it makes me feel better to use it. I need the extra emphasis that adverbs bring. About a year ago, I took on an extra job. I already had three part-time jobs. …
Remembering
My mother died a month ago. She was 98. I don’t know what to write about her now. I’ve written about her so many times already; I’m not sure what else I could say. She was bright. She was funny. She was beautiful. She was kind. She was a daughter, a wife, a mother, a …
Fantastic
I discovered something. It wasn’t a sudden lightning bolt epiphany. But there was a lightning bolt of a sort. The kind that hits you with a gentle slap to the forehead, saying, “Duh -of course!” I’ve been working at the library for six months now. It is exactly the right job for me at this …
Bossy
I haven’t written for a while. I’ve been trying to decide what to write about going back to work after five years of retirement. But now I’ve decided – I love it. I wasn’t bored in my retirement. I write. I paint. I play with my dogs and cats. I belong to more than one …
Oversharing
Today at the drugstore, the kid at the cash register was one of those Oversharers. You know the type. Most often, it is an older person. Maybe lives alone. Maybe lonely. The old lady at the supermarket who starts by asking you about the pickles you are buying, and ends up telling you about her …
Old Poetry
When I was a teenager, I wrote a lot of poetry. Some of it was good – I won a few awards. But most of it was typical adolescent mediocrity. Life is never more unfair or more glorious than when you are seventeen. Most of it didn’t survive. I remember only orphan lines. They come …
Ghosted
I just spent all day writing a long piece on the end of a friendship. I decided not to post it. Because I realize that after 1500 words, what I wanted to say wasn’t there. Here is a short version. A year ago, a friend ghosted me. She broke dates, stopped calling, stopped returning my …
More Lessons From My Phone
Well, last week I bitched commented about how the interior design game I chose for my new phone wouldn’t let me win. I took a positive attitude, describing how it was teaching me worthwhile lessons about whether to please myself or please others. But in truth, I was pretty pissed disillusioned. I am here today …
Winning The Game
You know how we translate age for dogs and cats? Like “Old Jasper is 82 in dog years…” Well, if there is not an age-equivalency term for electronic equipment, there should be. Maybe we could call it nano-years. “This old phone?… It’s 107 in nano-years” – which in human chronological terms means: it’s three. So on to the …
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