Writer, retail manager, loving & quirky wife, lying athlete, enthusiastic reader, skillful cook, doting yaya, wedding officiant, too truthful mom.
I am not funny but at times I can be situationally humorous. (No promises, though.)
Will the Real Me Please Stand Up?
Reading Amy Cuddy's book 'Presence, Bringing Your Boldest Self to Your Biggest Challenges' I was reminded about something I try to forget: Imposter Syndrome.
Sidonglobophobia and Misophonia
There's a certain type of snow that is flakey, wet snow in the above freezing air, and compacts under the feet when walked upon, giving off a squeaky 'ginchy' sound as it compresses under the walker's weight. In Sweden, they call this 'knarra', which translates into 'creak' I call it ginchy and have used that word for as long as I can remember.
How NOT to Travel in Chicago
When is was in bookselling the month of May meant BEA- that's the Book Expo America. Pre-COVID is was held exclusively in New York City, but there was a time it floated between NYC, LA, and Chicago. The year after I moved to Michigan it was in Chicago and I was excited to attend.
Brick By Brick
I am a thief. I could put a good spin on this. I could say that I am adept at Stealing time Stealing hearts Stealing second Stealing glances
Life: By the Book
Certain things in life are indisputably true: Beds are more comfortable in the morning than they are at night. Say what you will; the first bite of a Big Mac is magic. Reading isn't just fundamental it's essential to my life.
We Move in the Direction That We Face
When I was 15 my boyfriend told me I was beautiful. I believed him. When I looked into the mirror I saw a pretty girl looking back at me. When I was 16 my parents told me I was fat. I believed them. When I looked into the mirror I saw a fat girl. The pretty girl was gone. I must have eaten her.
We have bedroom problems just like any other couple. Someone wants it but the other person isn't willing (or able) to give. That leaves the other person out in the cold, forcing them to do without or manage things on their own. Sometimes I'm the problem. Sometimes it's my husband.
Be Seen and Not Heard
It happened again last week. I was at a large meeting and the person next to me commented that I am always so calm and soft-spoken.