I’ve wanted to tap dance forever, it seems. Musicals make me swoon with joy at the dance numbers. Those flying feet, the percussion, the precision.
Mostly I hang out with other writers or people who absolutely don’t care that I’m a writer. (I’m looking at you, Dad.) But occasionally I
Today marks one year since my spinal surgery. You remember, that day they sliced through the fascia in my upper back, hand-cranked my muscles out
It’s been eight weeks since my surgery. I’m cranky and I have a litany of woes. For example, taking a shower hurts my skin. My
Maybe “easy” isn’t quite the right word, but now I can boast that I have a leaf guy, a doggie dermatologist, AND a neurosurgeon on
In an effort to turn back my aging, creaky clock, I’ve started doing yoga again. The benefit of being an aging, creaky clock, of course,
My husband and I are in a bit of a food rut. It’s not necessarily a bad thing, and in fact, it saves us time,
Because I only do for others every minute of every day … and because I’ve been named Mother of the Decade … I was asked
You didn’t make any You made more than one You only made one but it involved dieting or exercise You broke your own foot to
My husband and I spent the night at a hotel on New Years Eve. We weren’t too far from home, but we didn’t want to