Coming at you fresh from that dream where you get drunk and do something extraordinarily stupid. Then wake up gasping from the horror of it all, and your body feels hung over, and you at once believe it was all real, ALL OF IT. OMIGOD, I DONE FUCKED UP, LIFE
Tuesday before our Friday departure, my mother left a message to call her, she had some information that would change the holiday plans. Turns out, she had a blood clot in her leg, that she’d known about when I’d seen her in person at a child’s athletic event some weeks
1. The ticking time bomb of vacationing with my mother has entered the T-Minus-8 Days And Counting, and all lo, the past nine months of buoying thoughts (This is the best therapeutic intervention holiday ever conceived! We will have a GREAT TIME! This will be such a massive success, we
MOTHERS DEAREST I mentioned on FB, a week or so ago, my mother-in-law got very sick and had to go to the ER. From there, she was transferred to the hospital, where she stayed five days. While there, PG&E cut the power to her house for fire safety concerns. My
The universal truth of blogging is that nothing interesting will happen for wayyyyyy toooo lonnnnnng, and then too many interesting things will happen to easily fit into one post. So saddle up, internet, and away we go. I saw my dad’s ghost at a concert last Wednesday evening. MITIGATING