B+ *A New Tribe*

In January I gave myself a D- report card but my physio gave me a big fat F for my fitness level. I ended that post by repeating what my husband said “only you can change that.”

Then three things happened in

Busy Hands

An old saying kept slipping around inside my head but it  never actually surfaced. I think the one I

Rebalance

I wasn’t even sure that my choice of a

That Balance Thing Again

Regular tuneups are a way of life for me. I’m not particularly good at remembering when my

Still Running

I can say that certain traits haven’t changed much in the

Tacos et al

I’m totally surprised it has taken me this long to blog about it. I’ve been on this gig since

Not a Paid Commerical

It’s not a paid commercial but if I was a different kind of blogger; i.e one who wants to make money off blogging and do endorsements it could have been. But I’m not and this is just my annual “you’ve got to

Forlornly Forgotten

It sits, forlornly, apparently forgotten. Somehow, for this item, winter wasn’t quite long enough. I didn’t find,

Deep Abyss

The title wedged into my brain as it wrestled awake to a nocturnal hot flash. My mind whirled with concepts as my arms slashed against the covers. Amazingly enough the concept and title resided in my brain upon awakening.

It’s whether the words and the feelings can actually be translated into cohesive words and actually articulate where the whirling is going. Or maybe it is gnarling. Like gnarly wood. Twisted. Convoluted.

Final Report

This Final Report is unlikely to make the top 10 list like Rick Mercer’s book has done but it’s an important step for