Author Archives: chick

I woke up this morning with pinkeye. I knew it before I even got out of bed. My eye felt like a gummy bear had used it as a restroom. That’s no way to start the weekend.

Some days I wonder if I am anything more than a collection of bad habits.

I think that our cat Mojo has nearly reached the end of the line. I don’t know if we’re measuring in days or weeks, but probably not months. He’s having trouble in the litter box. He does unusual things, like … Continue reading →

We had strange weather today. There was still snow on the ground, but it was over 50°. First the fog would be dense, blocking my entire view. Suddenly a gust would come and blow the area clear. Then the fog … Continue reading →

Days and weeks get longer, but years get shorter.

Last year brought me and my family a mix of good and bad. We had an abundance of humor and good times spent together. But a lot of things went wrong, from the minor inconveniences to the major traumas. My … Continue reading →

The worst thing about being an adult is having to force myself to do things that I don’t want to do. Every morning I have to bully myself out of bed. There is always a part of me that is … Continue reading →

Every blog post is a little like a message in a bottle. You hope someone will find it, and be interested in it, and reply.