Looking Forward/Looking Back

Be patient with me over the next year, kid. It’s the end of the beginning. Or perhaps it is the beginning of the end.

Take This Job and Shove It

Sometimes, being a mother sucks. I could list the different ways in which it sucks. I could give you bullet points which highlight varying degrees of suckiness, but one of the things that sucks the most about being a mother is that if I do that, I am bound to get passive-aggressively well-meant comments like…

The Many Moods of Corona

I’m no stranger to mood swings. I’ve got 18 months of pregnancy hormonal mood swings under my belt, plus decades of PMS, plus menopause. And I’m married to a Gemini. I thought I had this shit down. But honestly, the speed at which I am cycling through Corona moods is giving me whiplash. Any given…

It Took a Virus to Remind Us

I am not a natural optimist. Realist bordering on pessimist perhaps, glass half empty–but because I drank it. But definitely not an optimist. There is no sunshine in my Suzy. There is no Anna in my Polly. On the other hand, there’s no rain on my parade either. But there are definitely clouds. Sometimes wind….