I’ve officially dubbed May, the Month of Me.
Mother’s Day. Wedding anniversary. My birthday.
I turned 55 yesterday.
I spent the day working from home via VPN as both bosses were out-of-town and the Friday before a holiday weekend is notoriously quiet. I did laundry, tidied the house, and finally got my office mess under control. And I reflected on my life. I don’t care what they say, new years and birthdays provide markers in our lives to stop, if just for a second, and take stock. So I did.
My conclusions:
- I’ll never be a gourmet cook. Or a computer programmer. I don’t have that kind of drive or curiosity. I am, however, eternally grateful to those who are.
- Housekeeping is not my strong suit. No, I’m not a pig, nor am I a hoarder, but don’t look too closely in the corners, and please, stay out of my closets.
- I am incredibly thankful to be alive. No, really. The “miracles” of modern science and medicine are why I am alive and thriving. So even when I’m worrying about the state of the world, the budget of the State of Nevada, yelling at my dogs for tripping me, or just grousing about some guy that cut me off in traffic, and it’s easy to just scream, “Oh Fuck It,” – I think of those men and women who studied and learned and fixed my heart, and I realize that I owe them to make the most of this gift they’ve handed me.
- Life still excites me. There is still so much to explore, so many places I want to go, things I want to learn, people I want to meet. I think I will feel this way until it’s time for me to go. At least I hope so.
- I am loved. I am loved by my husband, my daughter and son-in-law, my family and friends, and six critters. Warts and all, they love me. This humbles me. That there are people who read this humble blog, and even comment here or meet me in real life and tell me they love it, just blows me away.
Sweetie and I are off this morning for Berkeley to attend SkeptiCal.

Dr. Eugenie Scott, the head of the National Center for Science Education, and one of the key players in the Dover decision, is going to be there. She is one of my heroes. I’ve only heard her in podcasts and viewed her via YouTube, so I’m quite excited. I just hope I don’t make a fool of myself.






Happy, Happy, Desert Pipe!!
Talk about hating traffic, I can barely stand to drive any more.
Too many years of too many near misses thanks to utter idiots.