Communities

“To save my life” is a common expression {where I come from}, used to communicate a certain futility about a matter, stemming from a sense of fear or ineptness… as…

OK, so it’s a “bloated genre.” What’s-his-name said so, and he should know. He’s a critic for the NY Times, for cryin’ out loud. {His name’ll come to me in…

You can thank Brene Brown for saving you from a “more-than-you-really-wanted-to-read” treatise on the tragic flaw in classical Greek tragedy. It was going to be really good, {I promise!}, but…

We so want to skip the hard stuff, don’t we? It’s one of the reasons we turn to food…drink…and other pitiful counterfeits in our efforts to turn off what we don’t want to…

I’m revisiting emotional eating this week because of a statement I ran across that’s worth exploring further. Amanda Trusty shares an interesting take on the topic from her experience: “Eating…would…

Every once in a while, often with very long whiles in between, I get the feeling that I’m in a movie…that my life, simple as it may be, is somehow…

I was hoping to show up in Cabo for a company trip all tanned and toned, but it looks like that’s not going to happen. We leave first thing in…

  As promised, I bring you a few more words from the incomparable Anne Lamott. This woman has lived hard, hurt much, and endeared many with the humor of her…