It’s a rainy Saturday morning. I’ve been antsy lately, but simultaneously lethargic. I want to travel. I want to go and do and be and have adventures. I’ve been going to physical therapy twice a week since August and it has worn me down emotionally and mentally. I...
I fell in love with the a capella group Straight No Chaser about a decade or so ago, when I discovered their mash-up smash of “Twelve Days of Christmas” and Toto’s “Africa.” Seriously, if you have somehow missed this, Google it – go find it on YouTube. The result is...
Russ and I typically try to get away for a trip every Fall. During “intense covid,” this simply couldn’t happen. This year, it wasn’t financially feasible to do one, plus, he hasn’t been able to get much time off from work, not even to go visit his family (his father...
I’m probably one of the few people you will ever meet who cries over the song “Rocky Top.” I’ve always loved it, although it means different things to me now than it did when I was a kid. The first time I ever remember listening to it was at my cousin Melenia’s house,...
When you are a kid, there are some things that words can’t describe. There are some things that even feelings don’t quite cover. When you’re Chrissie, those things are most commonly connected to music. Tonight, I got to see Christopher Cross in...
I remember coming home from the beach a month ago, exhausted from watching the road, avoiding potholes, listening to Becky talk about her three kids, the two I jokingly call her bad ones, who refuse to do just about anything for themselves or to help her out around...
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