Wist and wonder at life’s seasons
The first of three alarms would blare at 5:30 a.m., with back-ups set for 5:34 and 5:36, respectively. (I learned after the …
10 ways to celebrate the end of grading
Like most college professors the day after finals week, I should be grading. The paper piles, more than half-vanquished but still huge, …
2016 theme: ‘Bitches get stuff done’
Over the last couple weeks, I’ve spent a good number of days at the airport with my father-in-law, Ray-Dad, wrenching on airplanes. The …
Six years in the blogosphere: The Blue Muse in review
Seems like just yesterday that I typed my Maiden Voyage post, launching the Blue Muse on August 3, 2009 as a mechanism to …
Thursday 13: On my mind
Played grease monkey with my father-in-law last month as he taught me how to conduct the annual inspection of the Cessna 182. …
“Heartless, heartless Christmas witch”
For once, an ultimatum worked. I told T: “If the tree doesn’t come down today, I’m going to leave it up all …
New Year’s goals: Thinking back, looking ahead
Auntie Shawna and baby Satyana. If you guessed that my favorite experience of 2013 involved finishing the dissertation or graduating with a …
Shoulding all over myself
“Do you need to be smashed and tickled?” Mr. T asked. “Yes!” I replied without thinking, although I tried to amend with, …
Happy New Year! (On planting wishes and setting goals)
What my Spring should bring–“Private eyes” tulips. Photo credit. Today I planted 50 wishes. Well, tulips, actually. On this chilly but bright …
Talking about death and dying: Whether you’re 22 or 82, make your end-of-life care decisions now
I would prefer to be cremated and sprinkled. Preferably at Pebble Beach. The year? 2003. Senior year of college. I was visiting …