Perspective

This summer, after months of procrastinating, I finally mustered up enough courage to make an appointment for my yearly gynecological exam (which at this point would not even qualify as yearly) . Now there are several reasons I would rather walk barefoot across hot coals than go to this appointment. Some are quite obvious (stirrups), and some not…

Same Book, Different Rant (Or Michael Pollan’s Food Rules Take 2)

There was a lot of windshield time between Lake Placid and Neenah. LOTS of windshield time. At times, during moments of silence (80's music on Sirius not included), I'd glance over at my husband and ask him what he was thinking about.  The things he was thinking about were most definitely not the things I was thinking about. Not…