.OPTIONS for a Better World

With two exceptions that occurred many years ago, I love Christmas. I love giving gifts, baking cookies, dropping off little christmas tree ...

Part 1: Today I completed the National Novel Writing Month Contest. 50,000 words and 203 pages! Here's the opening paragraph: This kind ...

Dedicated to my efforts to be real: Friendship I’d like to be funny tonight. I’d like to sit in my favorite chair, Across from you, grinning...

I started blogging just about a year ago. In some ways it is still a very strange experience for me, particuliarly because I have formed fri...

jb's best friend and room mate for 10 years, mother to a great 17 year old high school senior, a fine professional photographer, a healt...

Sometimes I wonder what I can or should be doing to walk the talk, put my money where my mouth is, make the world a better place, etc etc et...

This week's Thursday 13 is an assortment of events and people. Except that # 13 never showed up. 1. Mike: I love you. I love you. I love...

It was a short time away. I'm back. And I'm glad. Last June I wrote a poem on guilt, so it's probably about time to deal with an...

I'll be away for a little bit covering the bulls in Barcelona, the hills of Iowa, and the Lonely Hearts club in Paris. (I wish....). Unt...

What a week. 1. Jessica's baby shower was a huge success: 60 fabulous women, a buffet Sunday brunch, unlimited mimosas, and 3 hours wort...

I'm trying this again. Someone who paints and is a nurse politely mentioned that writing mostly about my parents might not have exactly ...

When the prompt is the Moosewood Cookbook, you can't be surprised when the following poem spills out: Cooking Up Trouble Sneaking up the...

In the offchance or hope that you might want or need to lighten up too, here's my favorite poem these days, courtesy of my pal Melissa a...

This Thursday 13 is a tribute to love. I'm full of it. I'm not talking about the garden variety, department store brand of love, but...

The lovely Cherry Pie has requested 5 facts, mundane or profane, about me for the benefit of who knows who. Who could refuse such a request?...

Joe Part 3 Here's the last part, at least until I one day sit down with Joe and pick up from here. He and I usually talk a couple of tim...

My friend Ces is always coming up with new ways to shake things up. The latest, in her words, is to " write your own bio using three po...

This is part 2 of Joe's story. There are 3 parts in all. Aunt Theresa threw quite a bash for Bessie’s funeral. As I later learned, her s...

I'll be mostly out of the blogs this weekend. I'm taking the opportunity to post a true story about Joe. This is the first part of 3...

A few weeks ago, , I nixed the idea of writing 13 good things about myself. But here I am again, ever tenacious, this time thinking it will ...