• Non-fiction

    The Inner Madwoman

    I’ve been reading a book called Burnout by Nagoski and Nagoski. My counselor recommended it and I do, too, even though I’m not finished with it yet. There were lots of bits I earmarked and underlined in the early pages, but what really nabbed me was the discussion of the…

  • Health - Non-fiction

    Pains and Pontifications

    It’s just gone 4am and I’ve had about 12 ounces of red wine. Don’t judge. I woke up before 2:30, jolted from sleep by the pain in my arm. It’s not a heart attack or anything like that — I think I have a pinched nerve. However, I can’t rest,…

  • Health - Non-fiction

    Compassion Fatigue

    Courtesy: asnoosylife Well, compassion fatigue is something different, sure, but it all boils down to being … fatigued. I mentioned in my post from yesterday that I’m either fighting a pinched nerve, carpal tunnel, or both; on top of that, I am just mentally and emotionally exhausted. Have been for…

  • Non-fiction

    Forever and Several Days, Yeah?

    Well hey! If you thought yourself a regular follower of this space, it is true … I am not a visibly regular writer. I stated that purposefully because I do post more frequently on a private page in this blog to a small group. I keep the pages private because…

  • Non-fiction

    Revisiting Some Favorite Faces

    I might be a little bigger than I was when the Don’t Eat That! blog post was written. A couple years ago, I wrote a blog post with info about things you shouldn’t feed your canine family members. The post also included other tips from the site, The Goody Pet.…

  • Non-fiction

    The Gratefulness Getaway 3

    I suppose we all were shocked to hear what happened to basketball player Kobe Bryant and the others aboard the helicopter weekend before last. As I mentioned in my last Getaway post, I had flown to Phoenix for work. I am home now, safe and sound. 1. I am grateful…

  • Non-fiction

    The Gratefulness Getaway 2

    I sat on the side of the bed and wept. It wasn’t the first time this week, but it was certainly the longest and ugliest. I’d taken a short flight from my home airport for a week’s on-ground assignment for work. As we drove to the airport, I could see…