In our current world of cancel culture – should Hollywood be canceled? Cancel culture was born from societies’ need to take away their support of behavior, methods, character traits, lifestyle, and speech that they deem unacceptable. Yet, we still accept the insidious poison that continues to bubble and brew out of Hollywood. We embroil ourselves […]Read More
I finally caught it, or I should say, it finally caught me. Pretty much two years to the day from The WHO announcing the COVID pandemic – I tested positive for the ‘VID. Covid’s been a long schlepp for all of us. However, it finally seems to be scaling down to endemic status. As my […]Read More
I ran today. I actually f’cking ran. And man, it was not pretty. On any level. But I did it. I finally put on my big girl pants and laced up my long-retired running shoes. If you read my last post: Joyless January, you might remember that I was flirting with the idea of getting […]Read More
It’s the last day of January! Many of you made it through Joyless January. Congratulations! Many of you fell off the wagon – don’t sweat it. All-out cold turkey is not necessarily a recipe for success. Poco a poco is much more civilized. Is it me? Or is January a bit of a lackluster shit […]Read More
Okay, so I really love tennis. I love to watch it, and I love to play it. I love the endurance aspect of it and the mental toughness it demands. My love affair with tennis started in The Bahamas nearly 18 years ago. I fully credit my initial love of the game to my legend […]Read More
We started at the Empadronamiento (say that 5 times fast). This is a census office. This form is needed to prove you are registered with the municipality. Taped to the reception, we found this sign – Desayunando, disculpen las molestas. Having breakfast, sorry for the inconvenience.Read More
Royal Watching Initially, I had zero interest in watching the interview with Meghan, Harry, and Oprah. But inevitably, like 20 million other people, I got sucked in. The public reactions were just too fascinating and polarizing not to see what all the fuss was about. Why my initial disinterest? Well, because who really cares? I […]Read More
“I had absolutely no interest in being somebody else’s muse.
I am not a muse.
I am the somebody.
End of fucking story”.
We have expectations. But we don’t have blind expectations. We understand the kids will stumble, fall, and disappoint as they navigate their way to adulthood and eventual independence. We also celebrate their individuality. Our only real hope is that when they venture out in the world – we’ve raised good humans.Read More
We made it! The final hours of 2020 are ticking down. Very soon we all get to break up with 2020.Read More