I suffer from a little know disorder called ‘Potluck Anxiety.’ This humor post outlines the cardinal symptoms and how I’ve learned to cope. Can you relate?
Ever noticed how the world will laugh with you unless you decide to become hysterical in an awkward social situation? Patrick and I learned this the hard way.
We tried to have a night out on a budget, but we blew it. But what we learned from our ‘thrifty dining’ experience was priceless.
When Dad retired he announced he was going to ‘help’ Mom grocery shop, something she had done successfully without his input for decades. This is the story of how their relationship weathered the challenge.
I had a heated debate about potatoes with my new friend from Idaho. After some shallow soul searching I found a way to find common ground.
Losing a sibling changed my life forever. I had kept it to myself but when I wrote about it I found others eager to connect and support each other.
When I was sick for several weeks, my husband showed me extreme empathy. Was I able to return the favor? I reveal all in this humor essay.
I had an epiphany. Living through a Maine winter is similar to participating in athletic events like the winter Olympics. What are the Maine winter games? I’ve touched on seven on them in this humor essay.
Losing an adult sibling was a unique loss, one that I couldn’t grasp until it happened. Reaching out to others who share this loss has been powerful.
Here’s what you’ve been waiting for. The completion of 19 days to a shallower you. If you follow these steps you can have a reprieve from the deep aspects of life and all those obnoxious self help suggestions that abound this time of year.