My whole world revolves around a piece of plastic. Every morning, after I had my breakfast and made my tea, I retreat to my closet to get dressed. The final touches of earrings, necklaces, bracelets, and perfume are all made in my closet, too. These final moments of my morning ritual are sacred. The… Continue reading Three Years!
I barely got out of September unscathed. I say barely because I am up at 6:05AM with inflamed sinuses and tinnitus that could rival the warning tone on many home alarm systems. Thank God for white noise. I’d like to get my jaw fixed, which is causing all this nonsense, but some sadistic being in… Continue reading My September Grind & Jaw Surgery Update
Hello, my name is Kara and I am a Jackie Bradley Jr. apologist. I’ve been a fan since 2013. I thought he was the next coming of Christ that year as he had his way at Spring Training, the minors, and then the Red Sox. His defensive ability is unparalleled, at times he is a… Continue reading Should the Red Sox Keep Bradley Jr.?
A major factor in the success of the 2013 #RedSox team was Farrell’s use of the AAA Pawtucket team, which that year was stocked. Farrell had his faults, but he did do that well in 2013. There was a consistent ebb and flow of guys going up to the bigs and down to the AAA… Continue reading Red Sox, Their Farm System, and Their Fate in 2018
I found this piece looking through the drafts on my blog site. I like to flip through old posts when I am searching for the writing muse. It is important to note, I wrote this around February 2016 when I heard that Harper Lee died, but before I read Go Set A Watchman. This one is pitch perfect for right… Continue reading Thoughts On To Kill A Mockingbird
My mind tells me everything has to be perfect all the time. I’m trying to stop listening. One area where I have had little success has been with my writing. I write for someone for pay, so that stuff actually, truly has to be perfect. Everything else, not so much…I write for me, for my… Continue reading Red Sox Baseball Saved Me In 2017
I stopped playing tennis a while back out of fear and aggravation. How could I possibly be afraid of the sport that I love? Well, I allowed one bad experience to take me off the courts. Okay, maybe it was more than one bad experience. As you, faithful reader, know I am battling hearing loss… Continue reading No One Bursts My Tennis Bubble
