I think I have the plague. I woke up the other day at three a.m. with the worst sore throat I’ve ever had except for the one time I had strep throat. Not only that but my head was pounding. Yes, yes, I know, what else is new. But I mean POUNDING, much worse than... Continue Reading →
Weighing in on Tuesdays
It’s Tuesday, which means that it’s my Weight Watchers weigh-in day. This also means my many weigh-in day rituals are in full effect. First of all, my clothing. I wear the same outfit every Tuesday. Okay, not the same exact clothes (I’m not a psycho, although some would argue this point). I wear a variation... Continue Reading →
Monday Morning Again
It's Monday morning. Again. I realize it comes around once a week, but really? It’s just one of those things in life that annoys my body into torrents of misery on all levels. Sleep in? Nope, there goes the alarm. Enjoy the freedom to do what I want? Nope, time to go to work where... Continue Reading →
Do It Anyway
Last night my friend Alyssa and I made the trek to someplace called Red Bank, NJ, (I swear I had no idea where I was) to see the amazing Elizabeth Gilbert. She is the author of Eat Pray Love, Big Magic, The Signature of All Things, and numerous other books. She is my favorite living... Continue Reading →
Migraine Stomping
Having a migraine when you are receiving Botox injections for said migraine is like having someone pound on your head repeatedly with a sledgehammer while your head is covered in a thick blanket. You can still totally feel it, but it’s muffled. Tamped down. It desperately wants to be felt by you, the migraine sufferer,... Continue Reading →
Kindness Matters
I’m not very kind to myself. Some would call that the understatement of the decade. Some would say it’s not true (although they don’t live inside my head). Those who know me best, however, would agree that I am consistently and relentlessly unkind to myself. I am working hard to change this unhealthy behavior, but... Continue Reading →
My Twelve Steps
The other day Bill asked me what goes on at a Weight Watchers meeting. I honestly believe he thought it was like an AA meeting, where I would stand up and say, “Hi, I’m Heidi, and I’m a brownieholic.” The entire group would then chime in and brightly say, “Hi, Heidi,” before I began telling... Continue Reading →
Crashing
I am a dreamer. No, literally. I have incredibly vivid dreams with sights and sounds and strong emotions that are present long after I awake. I have the usual stress dreams that I think many people have in various versions. The one where I can’t remember my locker combination. The one where I’m running and... Continue Reading →
Fifty Shades of Beige
I grew up in a beige world. The walls were beige. Our furniture was beige. Most memorable of all, however, was that my mother wore beige. Like, all the time. Blouses, skirts (never pants), shoes. All beige. My mom grew up in Nazi Germany, where one did everything in one's power to blend in. I... Continue Reading →
Sew Me Up
I think I want a sewing machine. I realize this seems like a random thought and a rather weird desire, but it isn’t like I want a pet lemur or wish to quit my job and move to Germany. Buying a sewing machine is a perfectly rational item to want, but there is a reason... Continue Reading →
Ever Onward 