Tuesday, September 30, 2014


Yes, the CDC has confirmed that a patient in Dallas has the Ebola virus.

Am I worried? Not so much. 

  • Dallas is a four hour drive from here.
  • The patient is in isolation.
  • We have some of the best medical care in the world, advanced hygenic systems, and safer burial practices than those find in the communities where ebola has been spreading.
  • I'm generally a pretty big fan of "blood stays on the inside", and avoid messing with other people's fluids whenever I can.

From what I understand, there's a far higher likelihood of me dying of the flu, so I'll be getting that shot this week.

Monday, September 29, 2014


A couple of hours ago, a kaleidoscope started in my eyes.

it was beautiful and fascinating but also terrifying because ...my eyes.

And then I remembered that it was likely a migraine coming on. I took my medicine, told my partner, and put away my work.

my eyes are back to normal and the pills help with the pain, as does the quiet evening mostly in the dark.

Sunday, September 28, 2014

Comfort, Habits, and Change

Ever negotiate mealtime with a young child? Toddlers often have a few favorite foods, and have to be encouraged repeatedly to try new things. Especially vegetables and things not just sweet. 

Over time, we might be able to develop a fondness for spinach and broccoli and such. Or, we could just subsist on goldfish crackers and mild cheese and grapes cut into quarters. Forever.

Tastes on so many things tend to stay in the comfortable. We listen with nostalgia to the music of our teen years. We might find an author we like, and read that person's entire catalog.

Any of our interests or hobbies, especially any way we choose to spend our time and money... we get established and invested. Not necessarily a bad thing, unless we feel stuck.

Saturday, September 27, 2014

Staring at Blank Screens

To me, there is nothing more paralyzing than a blank screen.

That anxiety of HOW will I start? WHAT will it be? Am I ready? Isn't there another book I should read first?

Sometimes you just have to write something. It will likely be awful, but it's something.

And it's a start.

Friday, September 26, 2014

Doing What Comes Naturally

My partner's a Red Sox fan and I don't much follow baseball, so it's no wonder that I've paid little attention to the dozens (hundreds? thousands?) of headlines around Derek Jeter's retirement.

But this sweet story and video caught my attention.

Jeter fouled a ball and the fielder tossed it up into the stands.  Dad grabbed it and his daughter wanted him to toss it to her... and as soon as she got it, she whipped it back on the field.


When you get thrown a ball, of course you're going to keep throwing it. It's only natural. It's the carefully saving it and never using it again that is crazy. 

Thursday, September 25, 2014

If I Dream of Marshmallows Tonight...

After 11 PM and I'm ravenous. I ate an early supper and then stayed up late.

I'm not craving cucumbers or even those lovely apples I got at co-op yesterday. No, I want ice cream. Or melty cheese.

Rational mind tsks and suggests a glass of water. I grudgingly drink some water, sigh heavily, and try to find peace in the promise of ice cream tomorrow.

Maybe sudoku would help...

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Midweek Holidays

I had high aspirations for a homemade Rosh Hashanah dinner.  On a Wednesday.

Aspirational, but not especially rational. I'm just not HOME on Wednesdays.

Oh, no problem, I told myself.  Roast the chicken the night before, prep what you can, and find that 'working woman' challah recipe... totally doable.

So Tuesday after I work I went grocery shopping, roasted the chicken, started chicken stock in  the slow cooker... and realized that we had no yeast for challah.

I did not weep, but I might have moaned. In the end, I bought a challah from the store. Came home as soon as I could, calling the kids from the road to get them started on the prep list. 

The matzoh balls fell apart some, and store challah isn't the same. But my sons will eat nearly anything... and more importantly, I remembered to take a picture of them to send to my mother-in-law.

We had soup and bread and meat and two veggies and dessert came with the first bite of the meal--apple slices dipped in honey. 5775 is off to a sweet start.

Shana Tova, y'all.