Since I’ve been thinking lately about boundaries, I thought I’d explore the serious side. As a woman who never learned to set personal boundaries, I’ve paid a price. Luckily, the cost hasn’t been too high – other than lack of self-respect – but I’ve been in some situations that could have turned out much worse.…Continue Reading
Etcetera
The Anemia Made Me Do It
So this woman I barely know, whose daughter was my daughter’s daycare buddy for a year in 2006, calls me out of the blue a few months ago and leaves me a message that sounded semi-urgent. “Hi Debbie, it’s Betsy. Can you call me back?” So I do, even though we’ve never spoken…Continue Reading
The Veil Lifts
I’ve decided to come right out and get the following down. I’ve been agonizing over how to word it, how to do the experience justice, how to stylize my prose. But in the end, all that is stopping me up, so I’m going to recount my Dr. Carolle visit best I can without engaging the…Continue Reading
It’s Not Who You Know, It’s What You Know
Curriculum Vitae: A banana brain, nose job candidate, constipated, 34C. I’ve lived a lot of places in my life, and nowhere has seemed as small town as the suburb I call home today. Everyone knows everything about everyone and Good Lord, you don’t want to make a wrong move…kinda like when a married…Continue Reading
Well At Least My Family Loves Me
I’m appearing on television in about a week. As is often the case with me, I am freaking the frack out. So I thought I’d “practice” being on camera so I don’t look like a weirdo dough-face on the morning news. After making the below video, I am happy to report that I learned…Continue Reading
Listen, Listen
“Come in,” she said. “This is your home.” And that’s how it began. I’d come to Dr. Carolle in a last-ditch attempt to understand what was happening to me: the anxiety, the forgetfulness, the bodily changes. I had no where else to go, that’s how it seemed. Until she welcomed me home. …Continue Reading
As The Life Turns
Just a quick update on yesterday’s meeting with Dr. Carolle: It was transformative and probably life-changing. I simply can’t wait to tell you EVERYTHING. Even if it’s embarrassing to me. Like that’s anything new. XO.
PROMPTuesday #95(a): A Classic (Again)
YEP, I’m re-running last week’s prompt. There are acorns! Acorns. If that’s not a story starter, I don’t know what the hell is… So…. Here’s the genre: Cheesy romance. Here are the prompts: Butter knife, roaring fire, acorns. You know what to do. (But if not? Click here) And if…Continue Reading
The Saga Continues
If you’ ve read this blog for any length of time, you’re no doubt aware that I’m having major hormonal issues. At the risk of boring everyone completely, I am again documenting my struggle in this space. The imbalances in my body continue and I am truly, truly at the end of my rope. For…Continue Reading
Good Things
Hello there! Where have you been? As for me, I’m back in the green after spending a week in Big Bear battling frigid 60-degree temps and pouring endless cups of hot chocolate. We’d promised the kids snow, and by God, He complied, even if the balmy weather belied the alpine vibe just a tad.…Continue Reading
TUNE IN TOMORROW
I’m making PROMPTuesday a day late. It’ll be posted this time tomorrow. The reason is? Snow. Lots of it. Also I’m squirreled away in a mountain cabin and still in bed. I do think I smell coffee downstairs though and is that bacon wafting on the cool alpine wind? Why I believe…Continue Reading
The Bra Whisperer
I’m pretty modest. As in I don’t usually walk around naked or talk dirty, which was a real problem for me in the early ’90s when I shared a house with a “budding” actress who’d stand freshly showered in my bedroom door and flash me while feeling herself up. Turns out I’m not too progressive…Continue Reading
