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But in the end we all come from what’s come before.
My son forgot to take his humorous calendar with him from the office, but it seems like it knows us. Every month, there are funny sayings (instead of pictures) as the main page, with other funny things throughout. If you’re easily offended, skip the list below. Also, why the hell are you reading my blog… Continue reading
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Last weekend, lost weekend.
This is the last weekend my son will be living with me, probably ever. It was out of necessity that he moved home from Raleigh ten months after losing his job and being unable to find another in 2012. He has had an apartment and then a townhome that he owned since then, but he… Continue reading
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If I ran the world…
…just my little corner of it, many things would be different. Of course I have big dreams of world peace, like many people do, but if we can’t even have peace within ourselves, how can we have peace in the world at large? No. If I ran the world, things would be different. My parents… Continue reading
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Life changes. All good!
The last 3 weeks have been super busy. Many, many changes are on the horizon. First, I’m done with treatment for breast cancer! I couldn’t sleep Friday night because I was so happy and excited by the news and the positive changes it brings. No more every-3-weeks Herceptin/Perjeta infusions. No more every-3-weeks bloodwork and oncology… Continue reading
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Wandering a bad neighborhood.
May is Mental Health Awareness Month, and it always gets me thinking about all these people in my life whom I’ve lost or almost lost to brain dysfunction. Some of them were musicians I’ve never met, but they were in my life, whether they knew it or not. One of the causes I regularly give… Continue reading
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My life in music.
That’s probably what my blog should be called, because it’s almost always a song that puts me in the mood to write! Songs were the first form of poetry I fell in love with. Dad was a musician, as were some of his nephews. My maternal grandfather (Edgar “Pat” Dimsdale) played a mean honky-tonk piano.… Continue reading
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The unquiet mind of Andrea Deluca.
Over the last month or so, I’ve rewatched all of Grey’s Anatomy from the beginning. During that time, I once again lost O’Malley, Derek Shepherd, Sloan, “Little Grey” (Lexie), Cristina (not dead, but gone), Karev (aka, Evilspawn. also not dead), and others. Some I don’t miss, but others were like a punch in the gut.… Continue reading
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Sunday mornings.
Grab a cup of coffee and join me for a little slice of life. Sunday mornings were predictable when I was young. You woke up to the smell of good coffee and breakfast cooking. You ate, got dressed, and went to church. You came home to the smell of a roast or a brisket in… Continue reading
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Where that leaves us.
I’ve got a few things on my mind this Friday evening. First, it’s always something. Second, experience is what you get when you don’t get what you want. And finally, where does the road lead now? Yesterday, I shelled out a few bills to get my house, deck, and windows power-washed. It was sorely needed,… Continue reading
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Shaking my confidence daily.
Tomorrow and Tuesday I have very important parts to an interview process for an internal job at my company. It’s a job I’ve done quite competently at two other companies, but I’m shaking in my shoes. Why? I know I’ve been successful in this role before, but it’s been awhile. And since I last did… Continue reading
About Me
A writer and solitary soul in the mountains of Western North Carolina.
