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And the Pathology Report Said …

I just had my two week post-op appointment with my surgeon and the pathology report came back completely fine … BENIGN … all is right with the world! Benign. Yes, I was THAT worried. I have too much to do to be worried about cancer. I have lots and lots of living to do. Tons…

Of Mourning and Melvins

It is with great sadness that I have to report that Ed’s father, Edward A. Moretti, passed away on Monday, June 25. He had been battling cancer for over two years — this year it moved into his brain, sealing his fate. He died at home in his own bed surrounded by his family. Eddie…

Better Crypts and Gardens: Gothic Nesting

Hello, my lovely friends! Hello! Oh boy, what a busy month it’s been. Yes, we’ve already been home in NYC for a month; and yet, it feels like we never left because everything is so comfortable and familiar. Even the apartment feels wonderfully like home despite not being completely painted and unpacked. Oh yes, we’re painting…

Bat Fit 2018: A Mid-Year Update

Ah Bat Fit … I started this year with good intentions. My goals were simple and familiar: eat smaller portions of good, healthy, wholesome food cooked at home by me and to move more. I didn’t really have a “weight loss goal” or lifestyle goal that would take too much effort to maintain. All I…

NYC Updates, or What I’ve Been Doing for Two Weeks

Yesterday was our two week anniversary of being back home and I have to say, it’s like we never even left. Sure, things and situations have changed, but the “Big Apple” will always remain the same frantic, neurotic, amazing, wondrous, overwhelming, and magical city that I know and love. Texas is a distant memory. So…

New York State of Mind

Ed and I left Texas for good on Sunday, May 6 at 10:30 am. We arrived in NYC early in the afternoon on Wednesday, May 9. I’m beyond thrilled to be home … mentally, physically, and emotionally home. I’m home among my people, home among the things I love, home where my research is. HOME.…

Dancing to the Beat of My Own Kazoo

When no one is looking and I’m all alone in my own head, I know who I am. When their voices are silenced and the traces of what they think are muffled by my own inner voice, I understand who I am. When I stop wondering how they get their work done and how they keep their schedule, I am…