The Year of Mamahuhu

Even before the confetti was swept up from Time’s Square,  there were signs that the misfortune of 2014 would be sticking around for a while. Black ice and car crashes. Hungry cats and fur ball treats…with laxative effects. No New Year Kiss. So I went to yoga,  trying to start the year off right, look or at least trying to retain bladder […]

National Eat Ice Cream in Bed Day

That day was anything but a bowl full of cherries. The door to my sister’s loft opened,  a frosty version of my husband appeared.  Ice crystals were stuck to his scruffy beard and eye lashes. “Here,” he passed me a box and gave me a peck on the cheek. “It’s for your mother.” I opened the cardboard box and peered inside. […]