Call me naive. For years, I never understood why my cousin posted the time on Facebook every afternoon. I thought the Doobie Brothers were just a musical family, like the Pointer Sisters or the Jonas Brothers. (They weren’t.) My husband often teases that I grew up “under a…
I think I’m the least prepared I’ve ever been for Sarcoidosis Awareness Month. Or perhaps I’m the least busy I’ve been on these occasions. I know a lack of preparedness and a lack of busyness aren’t the same, but something in my head makes them both feel like a…
When I was in high school, my mom and I began an ear-piercing competition. When I came home for breaks during college, we checked each other’s ears to see who had more. In grad school, she told me I was forbidden to pierce anything other than my ears. That’s when…
When I woke up this morning, my husband was in the living room watching “Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan” (1982) for the umpteenth time. It was toward the end when — don’t worry, even though the movie is over 40 years old, I won’t offer any…
I was watching the “Morning Joe” talk show this morning — well, not really watching; it was more like background noise while I worked on a few things — when something caught my eye (or, more accurately, my ear). The hosts were introducing a guest who’d just…
Maintenance. It’s a concept I’m quite familiar with. Years ago, when I was following (and later working for) a weight loss program, maintenance was the dream. The idea was that once you reached your goal — when you’d lost the weight you wanted to lose and were the size…
Whether I’m resting after a long day at the infusion center or busy working on my next big project, my TV is almost always on. It’s mostly background noise, something familiar so I don’t have to pay attention. It could be a “Law & Order” marathon or a…
“’Hang on a sec, hon,’ I called to my husband in the car, at the airport, and again on the plane. ‘I want to get a good shot. I’m sure something from this trip will work its way into my next column.’” That’s how I started my column one…
Bracelets with messages meant just to cheer me, Wireless earbuds when anyone’s near me, Cute comfy PJs without a drawstring, These are a few of my favorite things. The holidays are upon us, and while that should be a time of joy and celebration, of love and…
Ten years ago this month, I was devastated to leave a job I loved — one I thought would be the beginning of my career, not the end of it. It was a dream job, so losing it was a nightmare. I’d practically done the job for free already. I…
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