Playing Left Field

When I imagined sharing updates on the body hair situation I fully expected those updates would be negative experiences. Any and all updates. It did not occur to me that I would have anything positive to share. Maybe some success of my own making; my own progress or work or breakthroughs. But positive reactions from…

Lessons In Assholery

Tennis lessons should be over by now but they are still dragging on due to chronic cancellations. Rain-outs, holidays, tournaments, and most recently, a reunion party. This week’s make-up lesson was cancelled for a party. We were supposed to be done by now and this was supposed to be our wrap party, as they say…

Dying Of Undone Chores

My goal all week long has been to get something written. Anything; a sentence, a word. Just make a start and build momentum. This thing I love the most (and by thing I mean activity) is hard right now. I’ve been complaining to myself that the demands of my day job are killing my creativity….

Celebration Sweat

Sometimes I find intriguing things while I’m out on a run and I can’t carry them home. Like the mold growing on this Saint. Or the ruffles growing on this tree stump. Or the sofa growing on this curb. It was a celebration run so I saw the whimsy in everything. My dog got the…

Losers Having Huge Fun

I haven’t followed up on the tennis lessons because there haven’t been many. We keep getting rained out. After three weeks of rain we finally got a dry lesson night this week and were able to resume. To make up for the lost weeks we decided to extend the duration of the remaining lessons until…

Blue Ribbon Maternity

Ignoring, of course, the implication that I couldn’t or can’t give my mother an award. What do you mean “If I could?” Posthumous awards are given all the time, which irks me. As do honorary degrees and giving someone a lifetime achievement award too early in a lifetime. Although I admit it might be hard…

Three Days Of Stink Turned Pink

I got to sneak out for run early this morning. It was the first run I’ve had all week. There’s a crisis in the Mercy household. El Doggo had a medical emergency over the weekend. I came home from playing tennis and found him in distress. On Sunday. On Mother’s Day. There were no emergency…