My heart breaks. Yours probably does, too. There are no words, only feelings. And so I pray – with vibrations. And with love. And with heartache. It is all I have, and it will never be enough…
“The Librarians”
Recently I saw an ad for a TNT show – “The Librarians.” The 2nd season just started and for some reason, I missed this show last year during its 1st season. I thought I’d give it a try,…
“The Other Woman”
Last Monday, when theaters across the country were dark, 25 theaters turned the lights on for a special event: a nationwide staged reading of “The Other Woman” by Victoria Zackheim. I attended one of the readings. I…
You Never Forget Your First
As I work away on the living room of the New Pad, I’m doing more than painting walls. For example, art must be hung – with intent. We have too much from which to choose (an embarrassment of…
Thursday Memories
I call this photo “Blurred Mikki” because, well, duh. I’m sharing it today because I’m feeling a bit blurred. I’m dragging a little from a long walk yesterday. I’m mentally sluggish from slow progress on the room…
Southern Knight
When I was a kid, the only version I knew of “Southern Nights” was Glen Campbell’s. And I liked it, sort of, because you could tell there was something to the song itself. Something almost magical. It didn’t…
Who You Gonna Call?
I am somewhat handy. Actually, I’m pretty danged handy. When a job needs doing around the New Pad, the first question I ask myself is whether or not I can handle it. So far – touch wood –…
A Night on the Town
Over the weekend, Mister and I went to see a workshop of a one-woman show by comic Felicia Michaels. “I Know Why the Caged Bird Tells a P**** Joke” is a memoir of a fascinating and amazing life.…
What? Again?
I was watering the few house plants I’ve managed to keep alive and noticed something on one of the orchids. You may remember my sharing a bit about how an orchid had sprouted a baby, or keiki plant.…
She Crazy. And Powerful.
I am, I know, a little crazy. I have my own set of behavioral patterns and I am generally okay with that. Yesterday, for example, I caught myself talking to myself in the car. But I wasn’t…