My Life as a Sponge

We’ve all had shit days. We’ve all had days when it feels good to unload on someone else: a secret we’ve been carrying, a ball of anxiety knotting its way through our digestive tract, a fear, an embarrassment, a hazy memory of dancing on a table after that shot of tequila… If we’re lucky, we…

She’s a Mean One, Mom the Grinch

Every Who down in Who-ville liked Christmas a lot….But the Grinch, who lived just north of Who-ville, Did NOT! –Dr. Seuss And so it begins:  The annual count down to the holiday of holidays.  The culmination of a year’s worth of dreaming and wishing and wrapping and shopping.  ‘Tis the season; for mulled wine and…

Bah. And a little humbug too.

I have a confession to make. I don’t love Christmas. I want to, I really do.  I want to rejoice in the warmth of family closeness, the whiff of fresh baked biscuits and the sharp tang of pine needles.  I want to snuggle up with hot cocoa and a few rosy cheeked kids while they…