Gap Year for Grown-Ups

Gap Year for Grown-Ups

My husband and I are retired – yay! We are enjoying a permanent gap year, something that we, as Midwestern teens, didn’t know existed. A gap year was something that well-heeled kids did—backpacking through Europe as a sort of graduation gift from their...
My well-spent time during the pandemic

My well-spent time during the pandemic

COVID is making me patient/impatient, a duality of mind, body, and soul on steroids while I await both doses of my vaccine shot. Especially as the prospect of new vicious variants emerge as the virus mutate to conquer the world. Sigh. Throughout my life, I’ve...
Yo-ho, Yo-ho, a Working Writer that’s me

Yo-ho, Yo-ho, a Working Writer that’s me

Question of the Month: When you think of the term working writer, what does that look like to you? What do you think it is supposed to look like? Do you see yourself as a working writer or aspiring or hobbyist, and if latter two, what does that look like? Hmm…...
Grant Boys

Grant Boys

I’m sitting here – amusing the muse – in my new Levi’s 5 pocket jeans, feeling well-dressed and sassy because I achieved the basic female criteria for new clothes: they look good they feel good I got a good deal my husband took me shopping and...