Sports Illustrated is FAT & OLD, So am I

Sports Illustrated is FAT & OLD, So am I
When the latest edition of Sports Illustrated arrived in our mailbox, I smiled. Swimsuits on models, mixed with basketball stats- was surely going to make my teenage son’s day. I was astonished when, after a good thumb through my son’s opinion was “meh.” I probed, I wanted to know what his thoughts were. Not just ...

The Angels

The Angels
Anonymous living, in the folds of society’s skirt. Charred hopes replaced with ashes, dead dreams crackle under foot. Searing lava painted black, float along. Never mind the busy white noise, soul piercing sirens Relax. Passing lonely islands made solely to placate the whims of the filthy rich, decadent wannabes. Cruising Sunset Boulevard, some do like it ...

My Kids Are Trying To Kill Me

My Kids Are Trying To Kill Me
“Mother who is really a mother is never free.” – Honore de Balzac I have been a “mother” since I was nine years old. Well, technically I was my mother’s helper, beginning at the age of nine until I flew the coop at seventeen. We were what was referred to, back in the day, as ...