Paper, Please!


“A room without books is like a body without a soul.” 
― Marcus Tullius Cicero

Reading is a form of therapy and self-care for me, I think. I love it. I love books. I love talking and writing and sharing about books. If you do too, please join me and follow my new Instagram page at @biblioange! I hope you will and I can’t wait to find out what you’re reading. :)

So Long, Sandals


I practically live in Birkenstocks, especially after discovering that they’re actually comfortable for my painful and swollen feet and ankles. So, now that winter is quickly approaching, the “sandal season” is near its end. No! I’m not ready yet! I’m not ready to give up comfortable wide soles and feet free from the oppressive restraints of regular shoes. But what can I do? The snow will soon fly and I’ll have to say goodbye.

So long, sandals. I’ll miss you.

Down, Down, Down


Today is Day 1 of me taking 1mg of prednisone! I almost hate to celebrate because I know how likely it is to be suddenly forced to have to increase the dose of this nasty drug. But, I will celebrate a little. I can’t remember the last time I’ve been at only 1mg, and it’s taken seemingly forever to taper down this far from 5mg. It is a very difficult process: bit by bit, milligram by milligram, flare-up by flare-up. So far today I’m enduring this minuscule decrease fairly well. We’ll see what tomorrow brings, however.

I WILL be prednisone-free again someday. I swear it! Let’s hope it’s this month.

Good Morning?


Are you a “morning person,” or do you absolutely dread and loathe mornings, like I do? No matter how early I go to bed or how much sleep I get, I always have a hard time getting up in the morning and I rarely feel well-rested. Or rested at all.  I was just reminded of this when an article I wrote a few years ago for popped up in my Facebook feed:

“Morning Misery”

I wrote this article when I first started substitute teaching and I was working at a long-term job subbing for a kindergarten class. Even though the article is now a bit old, my feelings about mornings remain pretty much the same. I hate them! I wish I didn’t, but I do. Nevertheless, I’m often forced to drag my stiff, painful body out of bed at an early hour, but THANK GOD FOR COFFEE!

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Thanks for reading and have some GOOD mornings!

I’ll still be in bed.