love? need? spring clean!

Garbage.  All I’ve been thinking about all week is garbage.  I just can’t stop thinking about it. ~ sex, lies, and videotape  (1989) When I think about garbage, I think about clutter.  Clutter makes me crazy.  It’s beyond a sensitivity to it, I have a full-blown allergic reaction – paralytic wooziness. Read more…

monday getaway

“I don’t have anything to do.”  This is a common plaint of the nephews when they know exactly what they want to do but know it’s outside their reach.  This is usually an activity involving a screen.  It’s a version of the “I’m bored” whine I used to serve, sans Read more…

words

I love them.  I love to soak in the soothing warmth of them and then wrap myself in their cashmere softness.  Sometimes I inhale a perfect cluster of them that clears my head in a eucalyptus rush.  Sometimes they come at me aggressively, all sharp angles and pointed jabs.  And Read more…

manage your moments

A note from the land of Obvious:  Nothing lasts forever. Especially not people.  I didn’t have a  large family to begin with but I”m down to one grandparent and one parent.  I don’t know how many months or years there are before I”m orphaned but the reality is, time is Read more…

*k and the gang

The voices have been busy again.  The Beater-Upper is particularly loud.  My issue with her is that she is shrill and relentless.  I know I messed up, I don’t need the shrewish nagging in my inner ear.  It’s throwing off my balance.  I’m trying to move forward but I can’t Read more…

dare to make eye contact

It was an extra busy week last week.  Lots of racing from appointment to audition to rehearsal, squeezing in last-minute appointments for wardrobe fittings and trying to be on time for all of it.  (I was up for the challenge.)  But as I bobbed and wove  my way through the Read more…