Guest post: Cats are
Time to do some exercises. Don’t worry, no heavy lifting involved, nor anything physical actually. These exercises are all of the feel-good, happy-making kind.
Time to do some exercises. Don’t worry, no heavy lifting involved, nor anything physical actually. These exercises are all of the feel-good, happy-making kind.
There’s a lot to be said for the power of silence, solitude, and a time apart. But sometimes it’s hard to say the things that silence is teaching us. Far, far better to let someone else sing or purr them into the void where words fall short.
It is just over 1 hour into my 51st year on this planet (no need to mention other planets where I may or may not have spent any time). Once again, Morpheus is elusive, so I am sitting at the foot of my mother’s bed (we treasure having her with us again!), and I am […]
With a few notable exceptions (genocide, using the phrase “dad bod,” putting vegan cheese in baked ziti), I’m inclined to agree with John Lennon. Whatever gets you through the night is all right. (It’s all right.)
In our relative isolation, there is no escape from the news, viral invaders, responsibility, or ourselves. We are somewhat alone, but never alone enough in the right ways.
Many of you have never seen me. Many more haven’t seen me since March. So, you may not know or have forgotten that I have braces.
It’s all too redundant to talk about These Terrible Times. But what do you do when your particular times haven’t been particularly terrible?
Mama Disney gave birth outside where she had shelter and food, but a brutal heat wave threatened the well-being of this little family. That’s how she ended up in the air-conditioned comfort of my spare bedroom.
It’s a good thing that multiple rikishi can receive the same prize during a single basho. I know you feel the same way.
There are different kinds of tired and myriad ways to describe all of those kinds of tired. Whole body shaking, exhausted to the point of dropping, bone weary, flat out, done in, worn out, fatigued.