Promises

As I begin the new year lying in bed with a sinus infection after an insomniac night propelled by a late-afternoon four-hour ‘nap’, I must admit there are some promises I need to make to myself if only to avoid the shame of sleeping til noon at my age. Go to bed at a regular […]

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True Confessions of an Ex-Cheerleader

I Was a High School Cheerleader And not just any cheerleader: I was one of just two juniors who made the Varsity squad. Senior year, I was Co-Captain. Surprised? You should be, especially since, as I’ve lamented before, I was often the last kid picked for teams. I was deficient in two key factors: hand-eye […]

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Thugby

Did you see that guy? He was wearing a rugby shirt and had two, short, black batons. Sounds like a thug to me. He’s a thug! He’s up to no good! He’s playing ‘thugby!’ And that is how a new Fictionary™ term was born. Thugby (noun): a rough sport, similar to rugby, in which police […]

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Ageless

A much younger, blonder, and fitter woman posted this on FaceBook awhile back: She thought it was funny. She’s 32. She really has NOOOO idea. What is the difference between a 32-year old and an actual 39-year old?

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Is there life outside of baking vegan muffins? Updated Post

All-Stars' Banana-Blueberry Vegan Muffins

You’d think all I do is bake muffins and more muffins. And that’s without writing a thing about the TWO versions of carrot muffins I baked last week (version one was sinfully sweet, while version two was wholesome enough to make the kids suspicious). And it’s not really all I do. Want proof? Why, just last night, […]

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