New York is Not My Home

Three days to spend. Two of them flying. One in and one out. The other to meet with lawyers and put mother’s house up for sale. I’m almost through. I spent so much time there last year people were beginning to think I was gone for good. My husband even began to wonder. Honestly, I…

the year that did not kill me

I’ve been writing and rewriting, wanting to sum up 2015 for you guys, and for myself to no avail. Word picture: Me, butt in chair, staring at a computer screen and eating potato chips, for hours.  That and drinking massive amounts of coffee. Then going outside in our forever summer to smoke. I know, smoking…

Make Your Own Sunshine

“Rather than trying to steal someone else’s sunshine, we should go and find our own.”  I’ve seen this cartoon make it’s rounds on Facebook more than once. I love it. I don’t believe in looking for happiness in someone else’s family. It isn’t there. If they’ll cheat with you, they will cheat on you 9…

When you are too Google Friendly.

Have you ever Googled yourself? It’s creepy. Granted not as creepy as the time some crazy chick googled “deana is a cheating redhead” and landed on my blog. Still. I am far too Google Friendly. As a comic that can be a good thing. IF Google picked up the right hat. Google doesn’t always do that though….

Sometimes you’ve just got to roll with it

My youngest son thought my new “wheels” (knee scooter) was looking too boring, so he gave it a makeover.  He painted it up for me and I added the feathers and the letters CASE. (basket  case, get it?) Too much?

There are no buckets on my bucket list

We promised our son we’d take him fishing for his 21st birthday. We drove 12 hours from Tulsa to Galveston to do it. I got to the marina in the morning and asked the first mate where the facilities were on the boat.  He said if you open this door in the front of the…

Daring to dream without getting shot is not easy.

I’ve been down with this broken leg since October. That’s a lot of time to think. I am learning a lot really. Living in a small town doesn’t mean you have to live small. Dare to dream and don’t burn bridges, you may need to cross them some day. If you are going to live…

I really did have a screw loose

“Born an American, Saved by God’s Grace, Rebuilt by IKEA” – Mark Cosgrove It’s officially two weeks post op and I’m off pain meds, which means I get to write again. Yay!  Some people have asked me what exactly they did and why I’m out for the cycling season. This X-Ray shows it all pretty…

The Cove at Rock Creek

I’m not going to lie. I’m kind of digging this slower life-style that I’ve had to become accustomed to while I get my leg fixed. No more crazy deadlines, being out half the night at the club, driving people places, rushing to the store or lessons. Just being me. Last Fall I got the chance…