The Putz of Stress

I'm supposed to write in a journal for my health. It's something my doctor told me could help with The Stress. I love writing that. The. Stress. Like it has its own mass, lungs and a brain. Feelings that may get hurt if I'm not careful about how I address it. "Good evening everyone, I'd like to introduce you to my intimate friend, The Stress." It seems ridiculous, really, like some joke that my

Do's & Don'ts

Friends of ours were married last weekend. I didn't go to the ceremony but I went today to the reception at China Camp on the bay. It was a beautiful day, one of those Bay Area autumn days of avid sun and a breeze coming in off the bay so you're always wondering when you're going to feel too hot or too cold but you never do because the temperature regulates itself. The newlyweds are quite the

Resurrection

Over a year and I dare to show my blogging face again.Amazing how much everything changes, the turns life takes, the time that passes...only to find I've really not gone very far in the scheme of things.It's nigh on 3:00 in the morning. I should be sleeping, but I got all in a twist as I got a bee in my bonnet to look at my blog, imagining that perhaps it had disappeared altogether. It hadn't