Hi Darling Ones, Today I wore a spaghetti-strapped shirt that did not cover my upper arms to pick up groceries. Despite what my inner monologue said from the moment I got up and chose to…
Browsing Category Hermit Truths
My Seven Cents
Dear Darling Ones, I’m a little blue today. This funk sprung out of nowhere and I even attempted to buy myself a plant to make me feel better and my inner voice said all petulant…
My Horoscope Said it Would Be a Good Year
Hello Darling Ones, Today, June 6th, is my birthday.* I am forty-nine years old. It is the last birthday of my forties. The first thing I did this morning when I woke up at ass…
I’ve Got This Disease I Can’t Shake & I’m Just Rattling Through Life
Dear Darling Ones, I am not a joiner. Like Groucho Marx, I don’t want to be a part of any club that will have me as a member. Some of this comes out of self-preservation,…
My Own Private New Year
Well, Darling Ones, It has come to my attention that I should treat Memorial Day weekend (MDW) like it’s New Year’s Eve. Every year during this weekend I decide that now is when I am…
Queen of Cans & Jars
Hi Darling Ones, I’ve decided that I really like the letter writing conceit. It reminds me of this episode of Dawson’s Creek where a bunch of intrepid English majors have to figure out who Rose…