Today, I ran (and walked) in the rain. A whole 5K with Chris, who is training me up to a full run. We are on week three of a nine-week plan. I have tried to start running many times before. I always quit. Week three is usually the point where I mumble “screw it” while […]
Sophie the dog died last week. She had surgery to fix her bladder. The surgery had complications. Sophie had to be put to sleep. These are the facts, but as is often the case, the facts leave so much unsaid. My mother-in-law called my husband to let us know, and he told me. I cried (and I
I keep a notebook for my ideas of what to write. Actually, I keep notebooks (plural), virtual (Evernote) and physical. Fragments of what I write rest in so many places. I cannot corral my words even when I try too. None of my notebooks are even close to full. Blank pages dominate my frenetic handwriting. Each notebook
And rock out to some Skynard on me: Or some Aerosmith: Or even some AC/DC: http://youtu.be/0fSEjlLQcRY P.S. He’s cooler than all the other dads. P.P.S. All my bad habits, and much of my taste in music, come from him. Mostly.
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