The Hellish Handbasket

You’ll be relieved to hear, after two weeks of me camping out of an ice chest in the Bat Cave, the maintenance crew carted away the malfunct...

I try not to think too much. It's my defense against cognitive dissonance. Cognitive dissonance occurs when my body does one thing while...

Last week my family came together to talk about Mom. Mom was there, in case you were wondering. It's not like the kids met in a secret c...

Today the maternal parental unit and I went on our fifth and likely final tour of our local retirement community options. I prepared myself ...

Maybe my throbbing right inner ear knew that I meant business when I made a doctor's appointment. Maybe my ear decided to cooperate, kno...

I should be editing right now, but my head hurts. When I start thinking I should do a find-and-replace to swap out every other word with shu...

The balmy temperature has invited relentless droves of ants to once again infiltrate my kitchen. My puny barricades of diatomaceous earth an...

Today the universe presented me with a chance to practice patience and gratitude. Because I spend so much time alone at home, I don't ge...

I surely should have my brain examined. Something funny is going on in there. I fear it's termites. I think if a curious surgeon happene...

The moon must be aligned with Uranus or something. Fruit basket upset! Everyone important to me seems to be on the move. My jet-set sister, ...

Fall sucks. I'm officially declaring my intention to hibernate until spring, mentally, anyway, if not physically. Oh, I'll show up f...

I'm becoming a master at waiting. Over the past six months, I've had a lot of practice, what with the starts and stops of the disser...

I've been avoiding this moment for six months. This week I was broadsided with an unpleasant realization: No, it can't be! Can it be...

Good news (at least to some, not sure who exactly, maybe just my mother). I just uploaded the massively wretched tome, the first draft of my...

Usually I write a post and then I choose some drawing to go with it. This time I'm doing it backward: I'm choosing the drawing and...

Apparently there was a salmonella recall on Trader Joe's peanutbutter. I didn't get the memo, so followed a couple crappy days. I li...

My normal state is to feel precariously perched on a thin edge, like a malcontented gargoyle glaring at the world. As I listen to the garden...

Finally, at the age of 55, I think I get it. This is it, this is my life; whether I like it or not, this is my life. It doesn't matter h...

I edited six paragraphs of my literature review tonight and got stuck looking for a citation for one messy, murky statement I made in a mome...