The Party Bus & The Pee

My husband’s department from work rented a “limo bus” (a.k.a., a party bus) for an evening last weekend to look at Christmas lights. My sister-in-law also works there so she and her husband joined in the fun. As we waited for everyone to load the bus, I noticed my brother-in-law step out of the restroom…

The Journey Continues, Even in Silence

Note: This was written at 2AM, December 11th. I had been playing the piano (with headphones) in only the light of the Christmas tree when the urge to write was so strong, I forced myself to just start typing. It’s a nothing piece but everything at the same time.  I can generally categorize any writer’s…

America, Respectfully

There was a high school soccer game on an adjacent field to my son’s baseball practice last night. Sitting on the bleachers with my back to the soccer field, I was reading on my phone when suddenly, I heard the national anthem. I put my phone down, walked to face the field and placed my…

Breathing Room

Edited: This is the second time I’ve posted this essay. I initially posted it a couple of days ago with a ridiculously boring title and NO ONE read it! (Unless my site stats aren’t working, in which case, I’m sorry for putting it in front of you again.) For someone wanting to enter the book publishing industry,…

Glory Days

A recurring theme has been popping up in my daily life lately. I can’t even remember all of the specific moments, but it essentially boils down to numerous people (singers, bloggers, friends, etc.) voicing what they believe is the best phase of life. For instance, I read a post written by a woman I really respect the other night….

Taming the Bull in the China Shop

I drove by a crowded miniature golf course earlier this week. My skin started to crawl and my neck tensed up. Blech! I can’t stand miniature golf! Chasing a tiny ball around, trying to coerce it into a tiny hole with a tiny stick, especially in the hot sun on a crowded course, is not my idea of…

Am I So Vain I Think That Song is About Me?

Maybe I’m wrong, but I think people who know me would agree that I’m not a vain person. I “get ready” once a day (which consists of lip color, blush, and sometimes minimal eye-liner), and I rarely look in another mirror all day long. I rarely even do my hair. I usually let it dry on the way…

Vegan Soy-Free Cake Recipe

This cake recipe has changed our lives. Before we discovered all of his food allergies, my son would get terribly ill after eating the slightest amount of typical party fair, including birthday cake. We have come so far! This recipe came from his preschool director who has multiple grandchildren with an array of food allergies. We now use…

Birds

This is not me but it might as well be, except I would not look so calm. It is common knowledge in my circle that birds are one of two things I face on a daily basis that really, really scare me. (The other is heights.) The animosity between birds and I runs so deep…

Suburbia

This is my neighborhood. And this is my house. I’m kidding! But it’s close. We moved to a fantastic neighborhood last March and were overwhelmed with how friendly everyone is. I can’t count how many cheerful neighbors delivered homemade cookies and introduced themselves after we moved in. I joked that it was almost creepy. “Everyone is…

To Hell and Back, Part 2: Crash and Burn

Continued from Part 1. ER trips and ambulance rides to treat hypoglycemia and adrenal crises were routine for us during that time. The night before we were to leave for Colorado was no different. He ended up vomiting which led to hypoglycemia. Luckily there was no hospital admission this time only fluids and high doses of…