Despite the fact that the school year has ended for our kids, I started my normal morning routine this week on autopilot — scrambling eggs, fluffing laundry, mopping the kitchen floor, and microwaving the same cup of coffee three times. I darted out to the base commissary at about ten, in desperate need of paper…
Middle-Age
Bathing suit shopping season begins
Ah, summer is officially here! This balmiest of seasons evokes sunny scenes of kids running through sprinklers, smoky whiffs of charcoal grills, soft sensations of waves lapping bared toes, and sweet sounds of crickets on steamy starlit nights. Who doesn’t love summer and all that comes with it, right? But, hold up a minute. Believe…
Life, hot flashing before my eyes
Last week, on the morning of my 48th birthday, I had my very first hot flash. The uncanny coincidence of this occurrence made it seem psychosomatic. However, I could not deny the unsettling reality of the sweat moustache that had formed while I was eating my scrambled eggs. I tried to pass the event off…
Pomp and Unusual Circumstances
By the time the Abbey’s headmaster got to the graduates whose names started with an “M,” my feet were bloody stumps. I thought I’d be fine in two-inch sling backs, but an hour into the ceremony, my toe knuckles stung rawly and the pointed heels sunk into the grass under the enormous tent. I got…
What I believe about Hell and hand baskets