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I don’t want to be a rock star
The following line is from a job description: This is a fantastic opportunity for a rock star creative who wants to help … We don’t need another rock star. And I sure don’t want to be one. Frankly, I’m sick of rock stars and divas,…
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Life’s wrinkles get ironed out with prayer, steam
I still use the same ironing board I used from my childhood home. Growing up in a house with 5 brothers I learned to iron shirts at an early age. I was very young when my mother showed me how to use an iron. I…
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This is how things end …
They say the stuff of which you are afraid rarely happens. Like being tossed into a pit full of snakes, developing an inoperable tumor that will bring a painful death, or being an empath locked in a room full of narcissists. I always worried that…
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The view from Mount Wood
It is dusk and haze hangs over the Ohio River as the wide serpent slithers into its den between distant mountains. I have an amazing view of the legend and its urban child, Wheeling, from Section A of Mount Woods Cemetery. The view makes me…
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What? Beans in your ears?
My Mommy told me “Don’t put beans in your ears, beans in your ears.” Remember that song? It comes to mind every time I slip my hearing-aid domes into an ear canal. It feels unnatural. You’re not supposed to put cotton swabs, pencils or beans…
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Never had so many calls
Are you lonely? Does your cell phone never ring? Do you have an afternoon to waste? Go to a website where you inquire about health insurance plans for individuals. Such was my Monday afternoon as I launched my search in the land of Obamacare. Excuse…