Sometimes I have prophetic dreams. I discovered this years ago when I dreamed that my mother was being carried down our steps on a stretcher. Less than twelve hours later, I watched that exact scene played out in real life after Mom had a stroke. It was startling to say the least. But usually, my [...]

I graduated from physical therapy yesterday. Not that my back pain is all gone but it’s better, and I can do most of the exercises at home to keep it that way. I was sad to say goodbye to Andrea and Shannon, my therapists, and just as much to Alvarado Hospital’s rehabilitation wing. Several years [...]

I dreamed last night that I got arrested. I can’t remember what I did wrong, but it was for some minor offense, probably traffic-related. Robby was with me but he was a little kid again, five or six years old–and he looked like his older brother, Chris, when he was that age, so cute and [...]

I think I’ve figured out my blogger’s block, which has been going on for like, ages–years, really. The truth is that I didn’t want to bore anyone with incessant whining about my health, which was all I could think about at the time, a sure giveaway to my true age, which I was convinced would [...]

So I’m blogging again. I told you it wouldn’t last. I drove up to Santa Cruz last week to dog-sit for my good friend [and alternative everything mentor], Nakedjen, while she and her husband made their annual pilgrimage to the Oregon Country Fair. It was sooo nice. Santa Cruz is gorgeous, Jen’s house is lovely, [...]