Escape
I dream of other places. Maybe that villa in Tuscany that I wrote about so long ago, thick walls cooling the inside of the house, while the heat of the sun caresses the gardens and the fields of sunflowers beyond. Or, staying on this side of the pond, a cabin somewhere, almost in the wilderness….
Much Too Much
I have to stop paying quite so much attention to the news. For medicinal reasons. The following is a short list of fairly recent news stories that I can’t get out of my head: 2006 was declared the hottest year in Britain since 1659.One of the six ancient ice shelves remaining in the Canadian Arctic…
Broken Record
I’m going to repeat myself today, probably at great length and hopefully in a way that is just different enough that I don’t bore you senseless. Today, prompted by this entry on Go Fug Yourself, I’m going to rail against the thin (rail… thin… oh, ha-ha!). I, too, watched the Golden Globe’s awards on Monday…
Who’d Have Thunk It?
I never thought I’d say this but… I miss winter. And now I will be considerate and have a brief pause before moving on, in order to allow for those among you who have known me for a while and who are undoubtedly gobsmacked at the moment, to catch your breath and pinch yourself. Imagine…
Midterm Report
I don’t know about you, but I need an antidote. Something light and fluffy and superficial. So I’m going to follow up on a post I wrote at the beginning of the television season and delight (?) you yet again with my TV opinions Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip. I’m still watching, I’m still…
Fearless
One of my favorite things about the holidays is celebrating by getting together with people I love, especially the people of the younger persuasion. This week, I have had meals with three outstanding members of my chosen family who, despite being of different ages and having different life experiences, have one startlingly brilliant quality in…
In Defense of Romance Novels
Between ages of 11 and 16, I was hospitalized more often than I was home and although I did read many, many books, in the later years of my “sentence”, I devoured romance novels. If you’ve ever been in the hospital, you know why: it’s impossible to concentrate in such a place and what little…
Jag
Twelve years ago, I went with Janne to pick up her new baby, a tiny tabby kitten. The kitten was named Jag and grew into a gorgeous cat, with long striped fur and sooty back legs. Jag has been my sister’s faithful companion through the past 12 years, a constant presence when life upended and…
A Tink Christmas
It appears that after merely a few days of puttering about doiung whatever I wanted has resulted in me going feral, as Stephanie calls it. It occurred to me this morning that it was Thursday – don’t laugh; awareness of what day it is was a huge step towards civilization – and that I have…
Countdown
Every December, I’m reminded more so than usual of my roots. We may celebrate the same holiday on both sides of the pond, but we do so in very different ways and several times each December, someone will ask me to tell them about Christmas in Denmark. And so, I tell stories of waking up…
A Whole New World
When I did my undergraduate degree, I had a bit of a reputation for being radical (so I discovered later). There were a bunch of political stickers on the back of my wheelchair and I possessed some fairly left-leaning opinions (I know – big surprise). The radical bit surprised me – when I lived in…
How Sweet It Is
I never liked sweets much. Let me rephrase that, as it sounds as if I didn’t like candy. As a child (and still), I did/do like candy, but not the sweet kind. I went for the sour, the salty, the licorice that rips off the top layer of skin in your mouth (yum) and growing…