Confessions of a Facebook Fool

I’ve done a very bad thing. An inexcusably horrible bad thing. And I’m not even sure why. I could blame it on some scary health issues I’m going through right now, or the fact that my husband Ernie is working 10-12 hour days and rarely home. I could even blame it on my narcotic dogContinue reading “Confessions of a Facebook Fool”

On the Rabbit Hole Side of Normal

It feels like we have all fallen down a rabbit hole. First the COVID-19 put everyone’s lives on hold, and then just as my home state of Michigan started easing restrictions and getting back to “normal”, another international disaster hit. I remember turning on the TV the morning of Sunday May 24 to see thatContinue reading “On the Rabbit Hole Side of Normal”

I Remember a Fence and a Tricycle, But Not Much Else

Is your childhood home really supposed to be an empty spot in your memory?

Following in the Footsteps of the Ducks Who Raised Me

I’m not saying that I didn’t love my parents. It’s just their method of raising us 4 kids was kind of… shall we say unconventional? Both were single children, and both had a lot of baggage. Grandma was a bit of a nutcase, and my mom had inherited her parent’s mental disposition. Her love wasContinue reading “Following in the Footsteps of the Ducks Who Raised Me”

When God Speaks Through a Hamster, Maybe You Should Listen

No, it wasn’t a Balaam and his talking donkey kind of moment, but it had just as much impact. It happened ten years ago. My school district had decided they didn’t need four speech therapists serving their seven schools. They would make do with three. Last hired, first fired. They served up my walking papersContinue reading “When God Speaks Through a Hamster, Maybe You Should Listen”