Thoughts from an Old Lass

Must I Review EVERY dang thing?

I dream of a day that I can make a purchase, stay at a hotel or engage in commerce without being haunted to give feedback or leave a review. I believe choosing to purchase an item, stay at a hotel or eat at a restaurant is the positive feedback – I chose the establishment or product over a lot of other options. » Read more

Back Squawk

Three Hecklers, Two Moms, One Cringy Conversation

Flying under the radar is easy for me, especially with my gray hair, a slightly tragic fanny pack, supportive hiking boots and a well-worn baseball cap. Confronting intoxicated college student hecklers at a sports event is not a practice I relish, but sometimes I can’t help myself from stepping into the mix. » Read more

Stop the Bitch

Compliance Training for girls starts early in life, and it lasts until they choose to stop playing by the rules and willingly pay the consequences. Girls and women are told to speak their minds but to be “nice” while they do so. » Read more

Big Pines in the Afternoon Light

Until my mother died at ninety-three years old, she maintained a deep connection to God. She always had a serene look on her face on our way back to the car after church. For me, sitting through church and religion class made me feel naughty for swearing, fighting with my sister, being mean to peers and not paying attention during the service. » Read more

Finding Balance

In Isolation with Rich Roll and Tiger King

Having a lot of time on our hands is like a preview to what old age will be like. I have become my mother thirty years earlier than expected. I remember chuckling when my mom would be exhausted after a busy day of going through a pile of mail, reading the paper and replying to two emails. » Read more