Lisa Lucke

As my four technically grown children insist on continuing to get older - grow up as it were - I have no choice but to keep revisiting how this feels. What I have noticed recently is that the feeling won’t stay still long enough to actually put a name to it; it’s definitely not the same feeling as when any of the kids left home for the first time. Now, a full two years since the youngest two flew the coop, the feeling of being sans kiddos has shifted once again. It may be because our youngest … [Read More...]

Since the beginning of this whole COVID-19 fucked up fiasco, which I’ve renamed FUF-20, I’ve been thinking things and wondering if other people are thinking them too. For example, how many people reading this have seriously considered having a cocktail with breakfast? Or better yet, for breakfast? I’m not talking about a mimosa or a bloody beer. I’m talking gin and tonic, or a 12-year old Scotch, neat. Don’t get me wrong: I’m not yet drinking a breakfast of champions, I’m just wondering if … [Read More...]

I’ve got this. It took me a couple weeks, but I finally wrangled this dismal situation into submission like a cowboy gets a cow to submit. That actually sounds a little kinky, but this is no time to judge cows. Back to my story. Yesterday, I had my best day yet of “Days ending in Y” as I’m calling this plague that has gripped the globe, but especially, my mental health. I was up by 7 a.m. I was dressed. I did yoga. I listened to the news for only the length of time it took to find out we’re all … [Read More...]