The Bass Player's Cats

The Bass Player’s Cats

A pair of big, beautiful orange tabbies, Patches and Pickles, were the bass player’s cats. He brought them home in a cardboard box from the…

Hamster Lust

Decades ago, before the reign of big box stores, when there was such a thing as an independently owned neighborhood pet store, I saw them…

Sensory Modulation - Exhaustion or Depression

Sensory Modulation Disorder and Depression? Move It! Move It! Move It!

“In 1979, I needed to learn more than biology or chemistry or how to deconstruct literature. I needed to learn how to navigate my life as…

If Sensory Processing Disorder had been in the DSM

Had Sensory Processing Disorder been in the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual my life would have changed when I left home to go to college. There,…

Nail Filing Image

Sensory Defensive Nail Trimming – an Adventure in Motherhood

It is for the moms of young SPD children that I write about nail trimming. To anyone who would judge me for writing about such…

Cockroach on the Freeway!

Stimming with Cockroach on Freeway

I caught motion in my peripheral vision – driver’s side window. It was over an inch and a half long, reddish brown. It was in…

Meltdown

It was a perfect storm first thing in the morning. Gentle rain soothed like a lullaby, gently lapping unconsciousness over my attempt to surface into…

Buying the New Prius

Buying Prius 2 is a four part story. It illustrates the light and dark side, maybe even a green, blue and red side, of living inside a “sensational” body. Lightly, I…

Prius part1 – Dealership

Thursday, my husband Watson and I spent two hours inside a noisy, bustling car dealership. It was the preliminary attempt to replace his 2001 F150 pickup…

Prius part2 – Leaving Home

I couldn’t navigate successfully into Friday. I forgot key components of my morning ritual. Every time I sat down at my computer I remembered something…