My Ukulele: Musing on Pandemic Options

When I was 11, my grandpa gave me a ukulele for Christmas. And I’ve been thinking more about that uke lately. When the Covid pandemic shut down my beloved dancing, I thought the pause would be brief but… I WAS WRONG! Ballroom has been my hobby, my social outlet, and...

Feeling the Loss: Dancing Kept the Joy Alive!

no big deal: Dance class is cancelled this week. BIG DEAL: Seven months without a twirl. In March the mandate for distancing seemed temporary, but that temporary is turning into a growing sense of loss. Little did I know that my biggest passion would slip away. I...

Pandemic Time on my Hands!

My name is Carol and I am an addict. Isn’t that’s what it’s called when you’re struggling to pass Level 37 and you say to yourself, “I’m sure I can do better next time.”? Then you repeat the phrase after every attempt until an hour rolls by, then 90 minutes, then… The...

Laughter Softens the Onslaught of Bad News

  I begin April 1 like any other workday, at my desk waiting for inspiration. I reach for the light and… someone’s staring back. My husband is apparently sitting quietly in the next room, waiting, because as soon as he hears laughter, a voice yells, “April...