They give yoga pants a bad name

Ladies, I have a question. When did the world run out of pants for women? I mean they still have some right? You know, the kind with buttons, zippers, and pockets? Or were they outlawed and I missed the memo? I don't hate yoga pants. I really don't. I won't let my daughter wear them...

The Sense of an Ending (book recommendation)

“How often do we tell our own life story? How often do we adjust, embellish, make sly cuts? And the longer life goes on, the fewer are those around to challenge our account, to remind us that our life is not our life, merely the story we have told about our life. Told to others,...

The Absence of Me (things I think about when I think I am not myself)

This is the 4th coffee shop I have sat in in the last hour. I can't seem to find my focus today. That's a rare thing for me. Granted I have less important things to do nowadays, so focusing is not a life and death issue anymore, but still, it's a rare (and unwelcome) thing....

The Randomness of Me 2 (thoughts from last week)

 The Birds. I was reading a book on my balcony when I noticed a black bird flying back and forth from who knows where to the base of a large Mexican Oak tree in front of me. The tree blocks all view for me, but I don't mind. The tree itself is a good view....

The Randomness of Me

We all have random thoughts. Things we think about without knowing what the hell could have triggered them. Most of them are just normal day-to-day stuff. Things we think about every day about things we encounter every day. I am not sure that there is anything day-to-day about me anymore. I'm sure there used to...