Close up Hands Tea x

Sit a bit and hear some observational stories I’ve been steeping.

Short Film – LONG Story

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“Mom, is that true?”

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Make Hey! — while the sun shines. Even a little.

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Journal

I feel so small.

29

2015

Surrounded by boxes as I try to downsize, I realize how incredibly small I am – in the big scheme of things.  I’m going through a lifetime of stuff. Stuff my family and friends gave me. Stuff from music students over the years. Stuff that my almost grown kids may or may not want. Stuff that my ex-husband left in my garage until he sorts out his life. Stuff that my mother-in-law left when she passed away (proving that you […]

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The Fun House Mirror? Not so fun.

22

2015

I will never be a skinny woman. Oh, and not because I don’t know how, either. Nope. I am mighty well-versed in the art of diet and exercise, because I resided under the big top of one of the greatest health & fitness shows ever on earth. You see, I lived under the tutelage of the handsome King of the Strongmen and the lovely corseted Queen of Beasts who tutored and trained any and all who came to their tent. During […]

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Check and Balances (How to survive the circus)

14

2015

“How is it, you’re not… insane?”  Every time that question is asked of me (and yes, I’ve heard it an awful lot), my answer is that I actually am a bit mad, in the best hatter-type sense and I’ve lived with just enough tea and sensibility to keep me upright and not terribly off-kilter.  It’s a matter of checks and balances that have kept me from falling off the tightrope of sanity. You see, the three ring circus that has […]

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Steeping…

12

2015

It started with a junk drawer in the kitchen – and now I’m going through all of the notes from my “ringside seat to crazy.” I’m steeping, but I’ll be back on Wednesdays, once I’ve sifted through the sawdust.  There’s a whole lot of sweet, sour, snark, sparkle and sewage and I’m letting it all steep, before I decide what to serve and what to save. Happy New Year to you! xo – t.

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Empty.

11

2014

I have officially run out of things to say. It has been nearly a decade that I have served up this weekly Tea with T./T. with Tea and, lately, I find that I’m waffling between days of brain: empty/heart: full and visa versa and both are smarting from the sting of things. Perhaps, in the New Year I will come back to the table and keyboard full (mug, brain and heart). In the meantime, I welcome your emails and Facebook […]

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tEXt Files

03

2014

Texting is a form of communication that ranks pretty high on my list of preferred forms of communication.  It is firmly sandwiched in-between face-to-face (#1) and email (#3) and, frankly, waaay above the dreaded telephone (#last#last#last).  I prefer texting, mostly because it is a silent and efficient way of transmitting information and often acts as a reminder of things I need to do or follow-up on, since it’s always with me.  Out of all of the ways to convey info, […]

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We interrupt our weekly post —

20

2014

— to bring you this: http://www.lifesadiscoball.com/2014/11/19/that-time-i-almost-quit-writing/ [This is the link – but the story is below…] Please support this wonderful woman and help her voice echo into a world that should hear what she has to say about mental illness.  There is a Native American saying, “It takes a thousand voices to tell a single story.”  This mother’s voice, her story, can be heard if you share it.  Today, I ask that you share this post – so that her story […]

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