Tuesday, April 28, 2015

fit bits and de tox

What have we become.

I actually heard myself say this morning...
"I have switched from wine to beer this week to see ...who really cares..."

But wait - let me see... hold on...checking.. yeah I have 2371 steps so far today.

So this is it. This is what we do now.
We deny ourselves foods that are perceived as bad. We cut out dairy, or wheat, or carbs, or chocolate or meat or eggs or heroin.
Then we track our steps. How many steps to the car, to the ladies room? If I drink alot of water I will pee more -- more steps!

I am looking forward to retirement. When I won't have to care. I can check out.
Tho its no longer acceptable to look forward to something - because then I am not being 'present'.

Maybe I'll just go back to drinking wine. I hear a Cabernet pairs nicely with Twinkies.

Tuesday, March 10, 2015

The knowing

Traffic was the usual stop and go crawl this morning. It was chilly out, despite having had a nice, sunny, melty day yesterday. As I rolled along in the center lane, creeping slightly faster than the right, I came upon a car with the drivers window down.

This is unusual tho not unheard of. I generally expect to see a smoker behind the wheel, or perhaps an old, crusty contractor (not sure why those guys are always so warm).
But this was a woman. As I drew closer I could see she was about my age.
I looked over as I passed  - we shared an almost imperceptible knowing glance.
Because of course I understood.
I had just shut my window.

Friday, March 06, 2015


It was 9 degrees this morning.
I do not say that like its remarkable in any way.
It's not.
It's often 9 degrees.
While my car was warming up I shoveled a thin layer of snow off the driveway, tidied up some edges...
My coat was open, I wore no hat. The remaining dampness in my hair froze.
I was un-phased.

Does it matter?

Thursday, March 05, 2015

Does anyone talk about anything else anymore

excerpt from an email to my neighbor across the street:
I have gone into a deep, deep state of denial. My usual “weekday wine abstinence’ has fallen by the wayside.Even in less disastrous years I am not a big fan of the whole spring melt-down.Compound that with continually adding to the overall generous amount of snow already on the ground – and I am really starting to think about taking up a whiskey habit.

She replied with an offer to assist in the new habit.
I love my neighborhood.

Wednesday, March 04, 2015

Thursday, February 05, 2015

No Maxine, I am not done yet

It has been brought to my attention that it has been 363 days since my last blog post.

Had that been my last menstrual cycle, I could officially consider myself in menopause.
Alas, I am not that lucky.

So no.
The blog is not over.
It ain't over 'till I say its over.
I may never say that.
Never say never.
You can't win if you don't play.

Friday, February 07, 2014

The Final Chapter

Nov '01-  Feb '14

There is not much more I can say about the FREE Dog that I haven't said before.
(FREE Dog Chapters 1-12)

Irresistable as a pup.

She was truly unique.

Never the snuggly dog we imagined. But clever, caring and strong and beautiful.
And in her old age - she mellowed.

She got sweeter and friendlier.
And rather calm.


She got as close to being cuddly with the kids as she could manage.

Rest easy sweet girl.

 (note some pics are missing...working on that)