It’s been twenty years since I graduated from Aitkin High School.  And it’s been over six months since I’ve contributed to this blog.  Sorry about that.  As I’ve been preparing for the reunion, I’ve been mulling things over, and thought I’d share some of it with you.

 

It’s been thrilling to hear

After weeks of walking, yoga, hot baths, and countless Tylenol, I have found something that makes me feel better right away.  I’d known about this miracle drug before--have used and abused it all my life--but hadn’t thought of its healing powers until just the other day.  

 

I’m talking about

 

The idea is that everyone who wants to writes a novel in the thirty days contained in the month of November.  Baty’s website

Those of you who know me know that I don’t let many remarks go by without a play or movie reference.  I don’t mean to be insensitive.  I’m trying to attach what’s going on around me to something I’ve lived before in art, to commiserate, to understand.

 

Today I read Nick Coleman’s column in the

Things I am grateful for right now:

 

My husband.  Pictured, above, on our wedding day, John is truly a gift to me from God and the universe.  “Somewhere in my wicked, miserable past, I must have done something good.”  As with any gift, it’s best not to question why you have been given it.  Just be