I knew something was up with me when I was home from school, "sick- in-bed," as we used to call it. I believe I was nine and in the third grade. There was no such thing as a personal computer, and I certainly didn't have a television in my room, and if I had, the …
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I’ve been nominated!
Check it out! I have been nominated for an Academy Award....oops, that's the unfiltered part of my brain that you're not supposed to see. In truth, I've been nominated for an International Women's Podcasting Award (Click on the down arrow in the catrgory "Moment of Factual Clarity) by Everybody Media. an innovative, women-led media company …
I quit …. And other lies
Yesterday, as I spent way too much time sorting and storing pills, I walked into a different room, sat myself down and made a declaration to myself and to the world: “I am doing the unheard of in the chronic illness community. "I'm taking the day off." What does that mean, exactly? For one, no …
I am my father’s daughter.
I feel both jazzed and embarrassed to share a rather private wish. Now you’re chuckling. Her? Embarrassed? She blurts stuff I’d never dream of revealing except to my most trusted friends. And here it is. As I stated, announced with equal parts excitement and shyness. I’m trying to turn this here blog into a book. …
It’s the little things
I was reading the Sunday paper, or more accurately scanning, glancing at, glimpsing the NYTimes and agonizing over the most important decision of the day: What to make for dinner? None of the smidgeon of foodstuffs in the fridge appealed. Ditto the wares on offer from the 1001 online menus whose pizza, sushi, saag paneer …
Lights, camera, action! (The blog goes Hollywood)
It started when I was ten, it being my showbiz career, which began at Camp Mataponi in Naples, Maine in 1961, when I was plucked from the obscurity of Bunk Three and onto the stage as a rare junior in the Senior BIg Show. Remember little Ronnie Howard as the lisping Winthrop in The Music …
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I’ve Fallen and I Can’t Get Up
We've all seen and probably made fun of the the elderly woman moaning those words on our TV screens. Why not laugh? She has absolutely nothing to do with us, except perhaps as the old lady across the street, the one who never puts out candy on Hallloween. That one. Well, you know what's coming. …
Moving and Shaking 