Let Go or Hold On?

Kurt and Tammy in a Tango Promenade Position

This year has been filled with ups and downs,  new directions, exciting dead-ends and coming full circle. When 2011 started, I was a ballroom dancer. That was a HUGE part of my identity, and it was a central part of my future vocational plans. Then injury stepped in and poor medical treatment and … and...… Continue reading Let Go or Hold On?

Finding My Happy Place

It was the Saturday before Thanksgiving: Was I spending it with my mom who is in town? No. Was I out on a hike or at the beach? No. Here is what I was doing. Before: After: Do the pictures look suspiciously the same? The reason for that is the carpet they installed above was… Continue reading Finding My Happy Place

Minimalist is Relative

As I was on eBay yesterday bidding on yet another piece of vintage jewelry (a really cool, unusual compass broach from the 40s!), I suddenly thought back to the final scene of Brokeback Mountain where Ennis has Jack’s jacket hanging in his tiny yet virtually empty closet. Each of his few possessions held great sentiment… Continue reading Minimalist is Relative

Rekindling an Old Flame

Recently, I’ve begun reading again. I always knew that I liked to read, but I forget about the pure pleasure of it! Finding the time to start reading again is like returning to an old lover, one who accepts you with open arms and no guilt, as if no time had passed. [Author’s Note: Wait… Continue reading Rekindling an Old Flame

Owning It

After thirteen years of having a fabulous Driver’s License photo, the DMV decided I couldn’t simply send them money this renewal.  I had to have a new picture. So, I diligently studied The Middle Ages blog post about posing for a candid photograph.  I love these ladies!  They are so self-depreciating and really insightful all… Continue reading Owning It

Acknowledging Middle Age

The other day I was thinking about average life expectancies after hearing a report on NPR.  I’m not one of those people who have adopted the talking Barbie’s view that “math is hard” (Okay, what she actually said was “Math class is tough”.  I would love one of those dolls!).  In contemplating the average life… Continue reading Acknowledging Middle Age