Makes a great gift!

Makes a great gift!

My new book, BOUNCE: A Memoir of Resilience, just came out. It's available in paperback and for Kindle on Amazon. If you're a Kindle Unlimited member, you can get it for free or for points or something like that. I'm not too sure how all that works. But if you prefer...

All My Funny Stuff. All in One Place

All My Funny Stuff. All in One Place

When you need a laugh — and who doesn’t? — head over to Susan's Funny Stuff. Susan’s Funny Stuff is the place to find all my new work. Humorous essays, satire, and the occasional rant. The kind of stuff you’d find in a book, but better. Because how often can you add...

The Quote Collection, Part Two

The Quote Collection, Part Two

The last time I posted a few of my favorite quotes, I got notes from you. I love getting notes from you! Since I'd like to get more, because I'm greedy like that, here are some other quotes I hope you'll enjoy. Love, Susan xo

The Quote Collection, Part One

I have folders, many folders, filled with quotes I love and wish I'd thought of. Some make me laugh. Others give me courage. And all bring me back to the day I discovered them which is really saying something as I remember nothing most of the time. I read through them...

I’m thisclose to a decent Christian burial.

I’m thisclose to a decent Christian burial.

Or an indecent one. I'm too tired to care.  I think my younger son, Cuyler, is trying to kill me. We walked to the beach (several thousand steps, go me), where he worked out doing handstands and bear crawls. (Click the link below and it will download to your computer....

My boys are coming! My boys are coming!

My boys are coming! My boys are coming!

Today’s the day. Both my sons are coming to see us in Florida. I saw Casey briefly in November when we flew to Virginia to watch him in the Special Olympics Soccer Championship, but I haven’t seen Cuyler since August. August. Three months is a long time to go without...

How to feel fabulous

How to feel fabulous

There are dozens of ways. These are just a few of my favorites... Every now and again, mostly again in these damn Covid days, we all need a pick-me-up, a reason to feel good about ourselves and the world. When you start thinking about running your mask over with your...

Some things should come with a warning label

Some things should come with a warning label

Like, “Drinking Port while watching You increases your risk of really bad nightmares.” Spoiler alert: I’m about to share things about the uber popular Netflix show You that might ruin it for those who’ve yet to watch it. Which begs the question: What are you freaks...

I’m never ordering pizza from that place

I’m never ordering pizza from that place

One day a few weeks ago, I was driving along, minding my own business, and one of those tiny, lizard/gecko things crawled up from beneath my windshield wipers and onto my windshield. I admit, it scared the daylights out of me, stuck to my windshield, giving me the...

My Way Is the Highway

My Way Is the Highway

In my continuing effort to clock 10,000 steps in a single day, I’ve decided to increase the distance I walk every morning rather than adding an afternoon stroll through my favorite stores and possibly, (oh, who am I kidding?), definitely, increasing my credit card...

The Other 4,000

The Other 4,000

Are you one of those people who tracks how many steps you take in a day, aiming for 10,000? I am, but I wasn’t always. I read something about it, then discovered the health app on my phone, made the further discovery that it was already tracking my steps (sneaky,...

Living a life of crime. And loving it.

Living a life of crime. And loving it.

In the last week, I’ve gobbled up five thrillers. I started Caitlin Wahrer’s The Damage during God knows what NFL game this past Sunday afternoon, and finished it Monday morning. Prior to that, I sucked down The Last Thing He Told Me, by Laura Dave, The Next Wife, by...

Ativan to the rescue. No, really.

Ativan to the rescue. No, really.

When last we met, I was bellyaching about how horribly I was feeling. Sweating, panic attacks, the inability to catch my breath, the whole nine yards. Many of you left me comments and messages offering ideas about what might be ailing me beyond my anxiety (aka, the...