The Hellish Handbasket

As I'm driving over hill and down dale in the green farmlands and woodsy forests of the hinterlands, trying to avoid toll roads if at al...

The neurologist was everything I'd expected but not quite what I had hoped for. I knew I was setting myself up for disappointment. How c...

I'm bone-dog weary, but I keep slogging through the days. On the bright side, sunshine! On the dark side, dementia! Life is a balance sh...

I let a friend read my anonymous blog. The next time I saw her she said, “I have a challenge for you.” I thought she was going to ask me how...

I've been wearing the same tired old pair of winter shoes for five years. I love my beat-up Merrills. They've taken me through mud p...

This just in: getting old sucks. Where do I start? Well, let's start with the reason I haven't blogged this week. I'm sailing ro...

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...

As I sit at my computer with my feet encased in a rice-filled, microwaved (four minutes) sack of my own design, I peruse the temperature gad...