Doesn't Cost A Damn Thing

My blog on the curious life of a hospice nurse, writer, riding fool, and hopeless optimist.

FitBit, or a Bit Fit?

I was with my sister-in-law last weekend and she had a FitBit. This meant we knew at all times how many steps we had taken towards our...

Normal Folk

I won a prize for my latest poetry collection. Winning isn’t everything, I know this. But it’s nice. For a moment you get to feel wait,...

Fortunately, I'm Part Mermaid

This summer has been like a game of Fortunately Unfortunately. You know, fortunately it’s Summer at last. Unfortunately, it has rained so...

Stop Your Wining

I had a sober Christmas in 2022, as I was on call. It was an interesting challenge to come up with alternatives to alcohol that were...

Hanging at Hannafords

It was 12 degrees here the other morning. That’s TWELVE. When I wake up now, I get a tiny thrill out of guessing how cold it might be and...

More to Love

Every morning after my first few sips of fortifying coffee, I check my email. Three of my daily emails are: CNN’s top five headlines, the...

Flying Home on the Whiskey Bread

You’d be hard pressed to have even the briefest encounter with an Irish person without them telling you a story. Usually a funny story,...