Alaska! Our 49th state! Bears. Bald eagles. Northern Lights. Denali. Off we went to cruise the Inside Passage. Glenn, my husband since 1984, and I were checking off another box on our bucket list. But this is not a story about Alaska. No, no, this is a story about what happens when you don’t adequately… Continue reading What happens when you forget to pack the meds
Author: theupstory
Once upon a time I wrote for a living. I thought I got paid by the word until I saw my benefits package and realized I'd struck gold. So 37 years later I wrote myself into retirement. Now I'm running wild and free across the literary Serengeti with no one to proof my copy and not an approval source in sight. Of course we all know you're supposed to write about what you know. I know about the human condition, stuff I can't believe just happened, dogs, road trips, the coordinates for all the Cold Stone Creameries, why Walmart looks more Village of the Damned than usual this morning, and so forth and so on. So I drive around, make observations, and write stuff. Yeah.
Right on Time: Christmas Card, Christmas Day
Merry Christmas 2020 In this year of many changes, here’s another change as our Christmas greeting switches from poetry to prose. Why? Well, for one thing, nothing rhymes with Covid. But I can tell you we lived through the same bizarre year as everyone else. Family Dinner becomes a thing. Of course, meal prep was… Continue reading Right on Time: Christmas Card, Christmas Day
Letters from Mom: Stories About Cody and Holly
Once upon a time I was a full-time boots-on-the-ground Mom. My firstborn, Cody, taught me how to be a mom. Then Holly came along and taught me how to be a really busy mom. For several years I wrote weekly letters to their grandparents, Lester and Enola Orgeron, who lived in New Orleans and liked… Continue reading Letters from Mom: Stories About Cody and Holly
What happens at the gym stays at the gym. Until now.
I used to swim five days a week. Eight laps. 400 meters. Shower. Leave. On my way out I’d look through the view windows and the Greatest Generation guy who was swimming when I arrived would still be swimming. I was told he sometimes swam laps for two hours. There was also a Michael Phelps… Continue reading What happens at the gym stays at the gym. Until now.
Where are the keys to my brain?
I went grocery shopping last week and I discovered I’m out of practice. You’d have thought it was my first time ever. Why, I don’t know. I have no idea what caused me to blank out on the process, but I did. First, I grabbed a basket because I had a short list and I… Continue reading Where are the keys to my brain?
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