The Pitch Sitch
The conference was so much more than I ever dreamed. So much more. I’m still swooning and high and drunk and giddy….maybe even orgasmic. It was THAT good. As I’m sure you already know, one of Erma’s...
View ArticleUke Blocked
I love my readers. All four of you. And lately you’ve been asking, “What happened to Ukulele Fridays? Why aren’t you doing those anymore?” So, like most weeks, I tried to record one. This time though,...
View ArticleAn Open Letter to My Struggling Friend on Mother’s Day
I know, I know. Two posts in less than a week! If Trump as the Republican nominee wasn’t already proof the END OF DAYS was upon us, my sudden prolificness would be, right? But I have a piece up over at...
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Bernadette Peters Hates Me
“Again? Who ARE you? Are you suddenly the kind of person who blogs regularly again?” That’s what you were thinking, right? And I can see where you’d start to think that. But really what we have here is...
View ArticlePerspective
Paul: WHAT IS THAT? Me: What are you talking about? Paul: WHAT ARE YOU WEARING? Me: A dress? Paul: That’s what it’s called? Me: I’ve worn a dress before. Paul: You look AMAZING. Me: Thanks, buddy. But...
View ArticleDavid Lee Roth Kicks
No. I’m not announcing anything exciting. That post title is a trick. Except it’s not. It’s literal. I know people opine about the beauty of the Internet as this great equalizer and uniter and unending...
View ArticleHate Is Not New
A photo posted by adrienne maree brown (@adriennemareebrown) on Jul 9, 2016 at 8:10pm PDT “I’m afraid,” I mumbled around my hands, trying to push the tears back in before the boys found us and...
View ArticleAba Daba Honeymoon
Look at me! I uked! And yes, you are absolutely right. I need a haircut like whoa. Which is exactly why I’m going to go do that next. Then, of course, I’ll return to my regular vagenda of manocide. (At...
View ArticleWhen Show Tunes Go Bad
I’ve been trying to paint more, lately. After hammering at words on a screen, sometimes I need the instant gratification of painting. Smears on canvas. Textured chunks of color. Mistakes and missteps...
View ArticleForty Day Dream
You know what’s really fun to say? Autumnal. As in the autumnal equinox. Which is, contrary to popular opinion, not a gym for ladies that love pumpkin spice lattes. Confession: I’m thinking about...
View ArticleThe Looming Decade
My birthday is ten days away. Ten days until I hit another birthday divisible my ten. I think my 39.9yo colon is rehearsing a birthday tune at this very moment. Getting old is a bitch. Then again, the...
View ArticleAll About That Bass (and Phlegm)
Less than a month into preschool and my kid is already bringing home the plague. So bear with my trepidation at the high notes. I’d tell you to bear with me on the actually hitting of the high notes,...
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My Grandfather’s Clock
Perhaps you all recall that my mother is one of nine musically-endowed siblings. Well, one of those siblings visited last weekend. She and her lovely husband performed a birthday poem they wrote for me...
View ArticleAny Time
So when a fellow writer (especially one with mad writing chops) mentions in passing that she looks forward to one’s ukulele videos, one feels like she really ought to get it together and start churning...
View ArticleWalking On Sunshine
My kids seem to keep doing that thing where they jump entire sizes overnight. So we’ve been spending entirely too much time in shoe departments. Paul: May I try these on? Me: Did you find those in the...
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Suzy Q’s
I’ve been thinking a lot about Susan B. Anthony – suffragette extraordinaire and symbol of the women’s rights movement. But this morning, someone in my Facebook feed called her a racist. So I started...
View ArticleThis Little Light of Mine
I think we can all agree this hasn’t been a banner week. But the world still turns. I wrote a piece Wednesday morning about how we must shine on, fight on, hope on. (You can read it here.) And I’m...
View ArticleAll Through The Night
Between the time change, the election, a bevy of family birthdays (HAPPY BIRTHDAY THOMMY!), and the full moon, my kids are losing their ever-loving minds. So, in turn, am I. I’m having a hard time even...
View ArticleUndecided
The post Undecided appeared first on Elly Lonon. Any information herein should be considered copyright Elly Lonon. I just returned from my mother’s hometown, Dixon, Il. Of her nine siblings that lived...
View ArticleOle Buttermilk Sky
The post Ole Buttermilk Sky appeared first on Elly Lonon. Any information herein should be considered copyright Elly Lonon. Be warned, all this looming holiday action has me feeling sentimental. I...
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