At heart, I’m a glass is half full type of girl, although admittedly, I’ve had phases when the glass was half empty – and sometimes even bone dry. Still I think my propensity to be positive is what has kept me mostly sane on this autism journey. I try to keep my essays about Barrett positive, because I loathe the thought of anyone feeling sorry for us. But sometimes, sometimes I can’t conjure up my inner Pollyanna. Continue reading …Of What Could Have Been
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You’d think that as an Irish girl I’d do it up right on Saint Paddy’s Day. And if you do – you’re wrong. The day has become quite the boring non-event for me. In preparation for this post, I looked through my digital picture files of the last ten years, and I was surprised to discover there is only one March 17th file -from 2005. We’d just sold our home in Maryland and in a burst of nostalgia, I took a picture of every room, from every angle. There isn’t one picture of my children dressed in green, of us eating corned beef and cabbage, or of me imbibing Irish whisky. If I have time, I’ll check my old photo albums. Certainly there must be one picture – somewhere?!?! Continue reading Whatever Happened to My St. Patrick’s Day?
Hi everyone! I’m co-hosting Finish the Sentence Friday this week, along with Kristi Campbell, Kerri Ames, Kelly McKenzie, and Anna Fitfunner. I’m not sure if anyone has noticed, but I’ve been MIA for the last few weeks. Since January 28th, I’ve only posted one blog, and that was a late post I wrote for Kerri, about PACS1. I don’t really feel I can claim credit for writing it, since most of the text was written in Kerrie’s words. I’m a bit anxious about this post, because I’ve been out of practice and in a writing funk. It’s true what they say, writing is a discipline and you must practice it daily. Continue reading The Cost of Not Writing
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Once upon a time there was a girl who had earned her Master’s in accounting and passed the CPA exam. Her family and friends were so proud and they were certain that her future was bright. The girl (me) wasn’t so confident. You see, I didn’t particularly like accounting and was in no rush to start my career. So, I waited tables at a waterside restaurant. I wore a short shirt, hopped on and off yachts with a tray full of cocktails and made a ridiculous amount of money, considering I was just serving food and drinks. Especially ironic since twenty years later I earn nothing for doing the same thing! Continue reading If you use your dad as a reference, it’s best to tell him!