Wednesday Missives

Missing Miss Raya Buckets

Miss Raya Buckets stepped over the Rainbow Bridge earlier this year, where the can opener is always spinning. I sure miss her!

Day What? Not so sweet 16.

Day What? Not so sweet 16.

Bad sleep, no blogging, and a day without either meditating quietly OR jumping around like a goofy idiot have taken their toll. I wanted to start this blog before I did all the right stuff, to see if by the time I finish it, I'm feeling any better. Because right now I...

Day 13. Who needs a party?

Day 13. Who needs a party?

It's Friday and time for something social. As present circumstances demand, something a bit weird but let's give it a try! After all, we're all in the same boat - like a cruise ship the size and shape of planet Earth, floating around looking for safe harbor. So here's...

Day 12. Zodiac Day.

Day 12. Zodiac Day.

No reason it's Zodiac day - I'm not into astrology, nor am I a serial killer, or a particular fan of fast inflatable boats. I just thought it sounded cool. Really busy day today. First, I had to re-watch my sister's cat (Stevie Ray, in case you were wondering) run...

Day 10. A do-cathlon.

Day 10. A do-cathlon.

Ten ideas for a successful tenth day in captivity. No pressure – just entertainment for mind, body and soul.

Day 9. How about a party?

Day 9. How about a party?

In Nigeria, they parte after parte. Let’s catch up! Watch this space for party plans and download HouseParty app in the meantime!

Day 8. Dialing back…

Day 8. Dialing back…

Light hearted suggestions for your reading and watching pleasure. Also, a photo of the inside of my freezer.

Day 7. Skeered.

Day 7. Skeered.

(I mean, saying Trump is a giant suppurating boil on a warthog’s ass – we’re all in agreement there, right?)

Day 6. I now hate these “Day #” titles.

Day 6. I now hate these “Day #” titles.

Ramon doesn't know all the answers to the things I'm concerned about, which I told him is not very helpful. It would be really nice to have some certainty. Reminds me of that Sheryl Crow song from the 90s, Strong Enough: "Lie to me, I promise I'll believe." Yeah, I...