There, I Said It!
Does Anyone Else Want Dessert?
It might be the times we're living in or perhaps the fact that I'm getting older, but it seems I want dessert every night. And it has nothing to do with being hungry or even craving something sweet. I think it's just that after years of controlling myself about...
Does it Really Pay to Wash the Windows?
Once again, it's Monsoon Season in Phoenix, Arizona, and everything outside is covered in dust. The outdoor furniture, the patio, the grill, and the grill cover that is lying on the ground next to the grill (don't ask me why it wasn't on top of the grill—that would...
Everyone Makes A Mistake Now And Then
It's time to fess up. If you're like me, a struggling author, nothing is more painful than admitting you've goofed. Not that I'm perfect, but boy, when I make a mistake...I really do it up. Let me explain. Authors are fairly knowledgeable about the importance of...
You’re Welcome. I Think…
Lately, I've been receiving a lot of messages from my doctor's office. They text, email, and call, eager to connect. They want to thank me for visiting and ask my opinion about the visit. As a former healthcare administrator, I know what they're doing. The surveys are...
My New Side Hustle: Picking Up Meds
Growing up in New York City, I was warned not to do drugs. And drugs back then were everywhere. In school. On the street. In the subway. A nickel bag could be had just by walking through a park, not to mention the neighborhood fast-food joint, where you could order...
If I Can’t Eat Another Bite…Why Am I Still Chewing?
The holidays are now behind us, and so ends another period of wild overeating. We've once again failed to control ourselves. And really, why should we? Food was everywhere through Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, Hanukkah, and New Year's. Try as I might (and trust...
The Art of Staying Focused…Or How to Write A Great Novel
You can take classes. You can listen to speakers. You can knock your head against the wall. But in the end, the only way to write and finish a novel is to sit down and do the work. No matter how distracting the world might be. No matter the number of interruptions...
What’s Your Side Hustle?
Picking up meds at the pharmacy has become my side hustle. How do I know? Well, for one thing, the pharmacist seems to know my name. I still provide my birthdate and confirm my address, but let's get real. The guy knows me. Which is surprising since for years, I never...
A Mother’s Day Tale: Eight Ducklings
It happens every year. A male and female duck arrive for a fast dip in the pool. And who can blame them? It's not like anyone is using our pool in May. Until the temperature in Phoenix has surpassed 100 degrees, our pool is mostly a water feature. Something that you...