It’s a new year! Time to Swear -To-God you are going to start some exercise routine. “Give yoga another try!” my friends say. The idea of yoga; little girls heads together at a slumber party, shoulders touching, sleeping bags lined up like yoga mats in the studio. Soft, quiet voices, punctuated by bursts of giggles and a “SHHH”. But yoga is no slumber party. And, to the horror of most people I know; I hate yoga. I want to like it. It would be good for me. If I could m

Dillon’s physical test for firefighting is coming up. He is applying for a full time position at a local station and the physical test is part of the application. See my illustration below to understand that this is the most ridiculously hard test you can imagine! “I am #5 on their list right now.” He tells me. It’s a weird system, I think, to apply for fire fighting. An applicant gets points. So Dillon has points for having his EMT, his fire fighter’s certification, for p

My friends and I have entered the lottery for the Great Smoky Mountain firefly viewing. There is a canyon where thousands of fireflies...

I am so stressed by the nightly news that I end up on the couch like an exhausted new mother: horizontal, shoes still on. My heart,...