On loving the living dead….

Fall arrives (officially) on Friday. I always say that fall arrives with the first NFL game of the season...that's always been a good marker for me. Football season, for me, equals the following: lazy Sundays, delicious soups, cozy sweatpants and sweatshirts, fuzzy blankets, afternoon naps, seven-layer dip, a house full of friends. Generally speaking, I … Continue reading On loving the living dead….

On things that make me, me….

I've done these kinds of things before so it's not like this is new or different. However, it's Friday and I have nothing terribly interesting to write about (yet) so this is the best I can do right now. Ten Random Facts About Me1. My parents have effectively scarred me for life. "How?" you ask. … Continue reading On things that make me, me….

On showing my scars….

From time to time, Life likes to smack me up-side the head with a good reminder of how old I am. It doesn't happen all that often, but when it does...hoo boy! It's a solid reminder that I am far too old to be making the same silly choices I made in my 20s. Sometimes … Continue reading On showing my scars….

On fixing the unfixable…

When it comes to fixing things, I tend to be an #epicfail most of the time. I'm not super handy around the house, even though I grew up learning everything about everything from my dad, in that regard. I can make pretty decent guesses about how to fix things, but when it comes down to … Continue reading On fixing the unfixable…

On feeling the burn….

The first cold rain of the season came yesterday and carried on through the evening. Fall is definitely here and it came with a bit of a vengeance. One week, it was 95*F; the next it's barely scraping 70*F and the rain and chill has come. Fall can be a bit of a strange season … Continue reading On feeling the burn….

On learning to lean and balance….

Life, for me, has always been a bit of a balancing act. Sometimes, that's taken to quite literal extremes. I tend to wear shoes that have a heel height of more than 3 inches. Currently, I've been rocking 5"-6" stillettos. It's not great for my feet or back or whatever, but I really just don't … Continue reading On learning to lean and balance….

On smelling my memories….

Any time I'm asked, "If you had to live without one of your senses, which would it be?" I generally respond with, "I can't possibly choose." But if there's a sense that evokes the strongest emotions and memories in me, I'd probably have to go with smell. Sight is a funny one. I love seeing … Continue reading On smelling my memories….

On climbing walls and crawling through mud….

This is going to result in some rambling. I'm okay with that. My blog; my rules. I ran the Warrior Dash last weekend. I've been wanting to do that since it first came to Colorado last year. Obstacles, running, mountains...it all sounded like something that was right up my alley! Basically, it's like field day … Continue reading On climbing walls and crawling through mud….

On becoming who you will be….

It seems that back-to-school season is upon us. I don't have kids, but I know plenty of people that do. "First Day of School" photos are running rampant on my Facebook feed right now. My cousin's first day of Grade 1 is today...she's starting a new school in a new state on the opposite side … Continue reading On becoming who you will be….

On the necessity of sleep….

Vulnerability is a funny thing. It can hit us at the most unexpected moments. For some, it happens on an anniversary of an event. Or maybe passing by a certain restaurant or coffee shop. Scents are a good trigger for other people. Me? I feel most vulnerable when I'm tired. And not just, "Oh, I … Continue reading On the necessity of sleep….