there, there, my little cabbage.

I've never actually believed in retail therapy. If you're not into shopping anyway (hello, me), the idea of massaging a bad day or a sad mood by walking around a store or even engaging in window shopping wouldn't be the first thing on the list. But the comedy of life is that retail therapy is [...]

How to Survive a Blizzard.

Last Friday, I imagine that a team of meteorologists high-fived each other and whooped giddily into the night. Why? Because all the forecasts and "models" were proven true: a blizzard was expected, and a blizzard came. For the past five days, most of us in the East Coast and Mid-Atlantic have been holed up in [...]

A Conversation.

December: So you're really killing 'em, huh? 16 degrees?  January: Please. After that 75 degree mumbo jumbo you were pulling, I had to remind those chumps that we're in winter. December: Sheesh. Calm down. January: Don't tell me to calm down. You had people wearing shorts in wintertime. Shorts! I mean, are you kidding me? [...]

Rallying.

In high school, I loved pep rallies. There was something electric about all of us gathered in the gym, screaming for the basketball team or the football team and the loud music and the cheerleaders and all of that. Never mind that in four years of high school (and college, too), I never attended one [...]

About your Author.

So how are you? Blah. Yeah, me too. So blah that I forgive you for doing this infernal question and answer thing again. Yeah, you must be really blah to actually be forgiving. Even that bit of sarcasm is ok with me. Sigh. What's wrong, pussycat? I'm blah, but you seem a bit more than [...]

Word.

If this quote doesn't describe the current state of the weather in Somewheres, VA... And so I continue to await the first spring day with bated breath, gloves, my winter coat, and a giant scarf (sometimes two scarves). Yours in Still Stuck in Winter, This Square Peg

Hibernatin’.

Ask me the last time I went to the gym. Go on, ask me. It's ok. Ask me. Go on. I can't even remember. That's right. All the good work I accomplished in the summer with walking and working out has gone to the dogs. I can't even remember the last time I entered my [...]