Category Archives: Drivel

A Memory of my Big Brother

How did I land here? I ask myself this question almost every time I hang around my crazymessydelighfulloving family. How did I end up among this truly stellar, undeniably awesome, generally hilarious, and always big-hearted crew? If you are reading … Continue reading

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Semaphore and Gibberish

We’re at the second to the last vegetable box for the season which almost prompts me to ask, “where has the time gone?” However, I’ve spent almost every post bemoaning my own procrastination and sluggishness, and I know, on my … Continue reading

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Meet Elvis.

See these people? These sweaty, wonderful, generous people? This is my GRIT team. My gym family. The people who put up with my truly juvenile humor, my aging and creaky bones, and my often tenuous grasp on choreography. The people … Continue reading

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Cerebral Tapas

Catching up (again) with two boxes on which to report. Frankly, I delayed posting on the penultimate box because I had neither a culinary, literary, nor emotional trope to conjoin the produce with the workings of my head. I’m in the same boat … Continue reading

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Golden Years: Our Anniversary and a Bowie Tribute

The Unit and I recently marked our twenty-eighth year of getting hitched. I don’t ask for any accolades on staying put for almost thirty years because, frankly, I’ve had it pretty easy in this relationship. Despite my multiple complaints about his stick-in-the-mud-ness, … Continue reading

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No Package January

The new year (and a new decade for me) has arrived and I’m trying not to be stupid. Experiments with resolutions in the past have met with limited success; Chinese No Year, for example, was a worthwhile, albeit difficult year, … Continue reading

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Frying pan, fire, and the smell of sulfur from a freshly-lit match

Do you ever feel like life is a constant merry-go-round of frying pan and fire? This is where I am now—and the most shameful part of it is that I’m the one holding the match. I don’t know how much of … Continue reading

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Inanimate Objects Are Out to Get Me

NB: The first few paragraphs are full of Jamie-drivel. Skip past the Mousetrap video for vegetables! I have decided to stop fighting with inanimate objects. The problem is they’re not honoring the truce. I spend too much time every day fighting … Continue reading

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Plans, schmans

I love a list. A list promises forward movement, improvement, goals to achieve. So, when the Unit left for five weeks abroad at the end of June, I sat at my desk, gel pen in hand, and put to paper … Continue reading

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Letting Go and Limoncello

I have decided to make some changes in my life, starting from the ground up. Today I removed nineteen pairs of shoes (including the ones pictured above) from my closet. NINETEEN!! I sent them away for consignment, which sounds a … Continue reading

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