My Blog.

I’ve blogged about a lot of topics over the years, including quitting a job to write for a living, experiencing and recovering from a sobering health diagnosis, accounts of babysitting my nephews, and the weeks-long process of raising and releasing monarch butterflies.

Readers call my posts clever, authentic, humorous, thought-provoking, timely, and whimsical. I just think of it as my space to tell the stories that matter to me the most.

Ho-Ho-Hot Take: Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer

Ho-Ho-Hot Take: Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer

Say what you will about how well or how poorly the stop-motion Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer television special has aged. It tells the truth. It was the first of dozens of Rankin & Bass-produced stop-motion holiday movies. Rudolph, the Heat Miser, and Frosty were...

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Recommended [Look]: Art @MAG

Recommended [Look]: Art @MAG

Art is dreams made solid. Well, sometimes art is nightmares made solid. Art is also the lessons of those dreams and nightmares. And living in the spaces between dreams, nightmares, and lessons, there is, sometimes, resistance.

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Proof of Life: Being Human

Proof of Life: Being Human

“Well, hello there. Have you been waiting long?” “Oh, just almost two years.” “Wow. Has it been that long?” Ummmm….yep. It has been almost two years since I last posted to my blog. Ooops? To be fair, my last post here (February 2022) coincides with when I launched my...

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Decade

Decade

– Me, November 15, 2010 Those words opened my first blog post. If ever a life had a turning point, for me it was then. That post kicked off a run of publishing a weekly blog post for a full three years. (Count ‘em – that’s 156 consecutive weeks, 156 posts. And they’re...

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Playground Revolution

Playground Revolution

Nearly 40 years ago, I was a small, tomboyish fifth-grader. (Shout out to my GenXers!). This was an era when a 10 year old was still very much a kid. I certainly was. My school, Walt Disney Elementary School (for real), still held recess at lunchtime, but the...

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“Though she be but little, she is fierce.”

“Though she be but little, she is fierce.”

My mother was all about that bling. Anything and everything shiny. Her hair, her makeup, her clothes were always 110% on-point. She had style and always looked good and the effort she put into it that meant she was on her own timetable for any event. She would be ready to go when she was ready to go.

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