My very first blog post here at I’m Sick and So Are You chronicled a 30 day respite I took from social media. I’d grown concerned over the amount of time I spent on my phone and I thought a detox was in order. I survived …
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One Foot In The Grave And The Other In The Kitchen Sink
Our daughter recently graduated from college with a degree in archaeology. Despite telling her for four years that she’d never find work in her chosen field, she has landed a job in, you guessed it, her chosen field of work. So, remember to shove that in …
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Sometimes You’ve Got To Make It All About Me
This is the second post in a series, The Other Side of Being Sick, chronicling my path to learning how to be well once again. If you missed the first post, Resolve to Reconnect, you can read it here. “Where are you going?” I would ask …
Dear Snowpocalypse Diary,
Saturday, December 8, 2018 (Morning) Dear Snowpocalypse Diary, I am eagerly awaiting your arrival. Our local meteorologist says we’ll have between two and four inches of something he calls wintry mix. To me, wintry mix sounds like a minty version of Chex Mix. Two to four …
The Jetties Aren’t Made For Yoga
The jetties are not made for yoga. Gargantuan boulders, some the size of a small car, stacked one on top of the other in impossible configurations. Rocks so large you know the stack won’t tumble, but with every step you still feel like there’s a chance. …
The Essential Guide To An Easy Move
For the 9th time in the 24 years I have been married I’ve successfully packed up everything I own and moved it to a new home. Over the years I have acquired a certain skill set that makes the process a piece of cake. It may …
Confessions Of A Christmas Turncoat
Every Christmas of every single year of my life I’ve had a real Christmas tree. This year is different. This year I’ve changed my tune. This year I’m going rogue. This year we’re getting a fake tree. Now, in the past, it’s quite possible I’ve had …
900 Miles And 60 Hours
Like any sane, rational, and completely not morbid human being would do, I kept a roadkill tally on my weekend road trip. During the 450 miles I drove to visit my daughter at college and the 450 miles I drove to get back home I counted …
We Need To Talk About Derek
I’ve been reluctant to tell you about Derek. Mostly because my husband reads my blog and doesn’t know about Derek. Derek is my dirty little secret. It’s been going on for awhile now, almost 2 months. As reluctant as I’ve been to tell you all about …
