I told a friend once he’d know the end was near if he ever saw a tweet from me. So far he hasn’t. No one has. If you’re a person who lives life 140 clever characters at a time, by all means tweet well and often, and be happy. Or if you’re more the visual…
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One of a Kind
My dad is one of a kind. He doesn’t fit the mold. I can’t ever look at an ad flyer for gift ideas for him. He doesn’t want ties, tools, or trinkets for Father’s Day. He wants time. I asked him via text if he had any specific Father’s Day requests. He responded immediately (which is…
Incompetence– This Too Shall Post
I fought with my curtains last week. I lost. These curtains have been hanging in my bathroom for years. I’m not even sure how long because they were there when I moved in and haven’t done anything to them. But they were looking a little dirty, dusty, and in need of a thorough once-a-decade-washing. So…
Lonely Lunching
I got lonely lunched. Stood up. Ditched. Pranked. With our schedules at the hospital, it is rare that my coworkers and I can eat together, but once in a blue moon, it can happen. We headed to the cafeteria. I brought my lunch and others needed to buy, so I headed in to get a…
National Doughnut Day
Want a free, sweet, melt in your mouth, ring of tasty goodness? Me too. Yesterday was National Doughnut Day. I made sure to celebrate. The first Friday in June is National Doughnut Day. This 76-year old tradition was first launched by the Salvation Army to honor World War I volunteers as troops returned home. But…
Up From the Bed She Returns!
(Sung to the tune of “Up From the Grave He Arose”) Up from the bed she returns! With a mighty triumph o’er her germs! She returns a victor o’er post nasal drip, And she vows her health to never again slip! She returns! She returns! Hallelujiah, Kelly (is-no-longer-sick-and-feels-like-a-normal-person-again-thanks-to-soup-honey-and-Disney-movies) Returns! Thanks for all those who…
Forced Stillness
I’m sick. My voice sounds both sultry and squeaky with varying frequencies. I feel like Phoebe from Friends singing Smelly Cat with her raspy, mucous-coated vocal cords. It’s no fun. Here’s what I’ve accomplished over the past two days: Illness is one of the few things that makes me stop. Really pause and rest. I…
Celebrating Childhood
I love Disney. When I first moved to Orlando, I had to repeatedly remind others that Disney and Orlando were not synonymous and that in fact, my house was an hour away. After seven years of living in Orlando, I’ve given into the Disney pull. Last year I purchased an annual pass and have definitely…
My Mother’s Day Hangover
The Monday after Mother’s Day, I was emotionally hung over. I love my mom and have a great relationship with her. I was happy to see her, give presents, and celebrate. But at the same time I ached. I want a husband and children. I want to participate in Mother’s Day as a mother,…
Crafting Thumb
My hands hate me. I haven’t been good to them lately. Right before the Gifts of Grace Craft Fair, I went crafting crazy. I sat each night and created. And hunched over, and cut, and bent metal, and used pliers, and threaded beads, and made my crafting thumb flair up. Still giving the thumbs up!…