If I asked you what the best college sports program was, you might have an opinion, and you might not. (Those who do college sports do them passionately.) If I asked you your favorite breakfast, you’d tell me about eggs and bacon or a fruit and yogurt parfait, a McMuffin, avocado toast, banana bread hot…
Perched on my kitchen barstool, eyes fixed on my laptop screen, I opened a Word document and prepared to write. But social media beckoned, Come see what your friends are doing. Advertisements enticed, Come see what’s on sale. Click bait urged, Stop and read this article. An hour later, my Word doc was still blank….
I love the meme that asks, “Have you ever looked in the mirror and thought, That can’t be accurate?” Uh, only every morning I wake up! Ha! Tell me it’s not just me. Next year I turn forty, and my body looks different than the one I sported the first three decades of my life….
The fire alarm rang like a siren in my apartment complex early Saturday morning, and I seriously considered staying in bed. But what if this was the one time there really was a fire? I knew I’d regret it. Before heading out the door, I looked around my apartment. The sirens droned on and on….
My husband gently shook my arm, and I opened my sleepy eyes. It took a minute to focus and process what I saw outside the car window. If I didn’t know better, I would have thought I was still dreaming. It looked as if we had been transported back in time and across the ocean….
It started out as one of those mornings. I overslept because needing “five more minutes” turned into a blissful, perfect-way-to-start-the-day twenty-five minutes of sleep. It all went downhill from there. I had to take a quick shower, slap on some deodorant, throw on clothes that were not wrinkle-free, pull together a lunch no one would…