I am Fat – not Phat, FAT

I am now going to bitch and moan about something all women bitch and moan about at some point in their lives – I am fat. I mean it. I am not even lying. I’m not saying I’m 5’7″ and weight 125 pounds and god, I feel like a whale. I mean...

My dog needs diapers

My dog, Sappho, is now 12 years old and she needs Depends. Yesterday we came home from going somewhere, I forgot where now. Oh, right. I went to the gym and then went to Macy’s to buy Xmas gifts for the Xtian part of the family and I ended up buying myself a...

I did it!

It’s 1:20 am and I am proud to announce that I finally filled in the National Conference of Bar Examiner’s online version of “my book about me”. If you had access to it (which you don’t), you could read about my professional training,...

How I made a difference in Baltimore

Three days ago (was it three or two, I’ve lost track of the days – kind of like summer vacation) I wrote an e-mail to the Mayor of this fair city of mine. I told him that while I thought this place was pretty cool, there was a serious lack of garbage cans...

Time alone

This is the first hour I’ve had by myself in the apartment since we’ve moved here. Husband does not leave, ever. He doesn’t go anywhere without me, except to walk the dogs. Oh, and on Sunday he went to buy me pedialite (that was the day after the...
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