Gift Registry Not my Cup of Tea

By Erika B. Webb
November 11, 2006 (Posted at 8:25 pm)

Next to Cheesecake Factory I think Target is probably my favorite place on earth. They have EVERYTHING and I like the fact that the merchandise is trendier than at Wal-Mart, which is NOT my favorite place on earth.
Today I had to go to Target for a baby shower gift. Mom-to-be is registered there. Now, my only other […]

Oh Christmas Trees, Oh Christmas Ease!

By Erika B. Webb
November 10, 2006 (Posted at 9:47 pm)

I can’t wait until Thanksgiving because I’m anxious to resume a tradition I started just a few years ago. I always loved the Christmas tree, just hated decorating it. All those tangles of fickle lights did not mix well with my OCD and putting the hooks on the ornaments was offensive to my short attention span. Then there was […]

Acceptance–Letting Go Helps You Hold On

By Erika B. Webb
November 9, 2006 (Posted at 7:37 pm)

I’m sitting outside of the county jail, waiting for my weekly visit with my son. The baby mamas are here, some pregnant, some with their kids. Most are aggravated at the guy in orange who is somewhere in the bowels of the red, brick fortress surrounded by razor wire. These are video visits, probably a […]

We The People…or are we?

By Erika B. Webb
November 7, 2006 (Posted at 9:07 pm)

Um…er…well…how can I say it? I think…THE ELECTORAL PROCESS IN THIS COUNTRY IS REALLY STARTING TO SUCK!!
I don’t hold grudges. Hanging chads aside. My presidential candidate didn’t win last time and I’m not mad or throwing it in anyone’s (unnecessary war, too many dead, horrible command of the English language much less the country, rotten […]

Cross Creek–A Gift from Marjorie and God

By Erika B. Webb
November 5, 2006 (Posted at 3:56 pm)

Saturday was my birthday so I decided I needed a day trip. In north Central Florida, where I live, there is no shortage of excursion possibilities. Everything is within an hour or a few so the choices are many.
The population and development here are out of control and I just wanted to get to someplace […]

Life is But a Dream

By Erika B. Webb
November 3, 2006 (Posted at 8:13 pm)

Well, it’s official. I am a cliche for middle age.
Last night after work I had to dash over to the Chamber of Commerce business expo for my stint at my company’s booth. This is an annual event where local businesses display their wares for consumers (who actually attend these things voluntarily). They wander around wearing […]

Goodbye Nana Honey

By Erika B. Webb
November 1, 2006 (Posted at 8:32 pm)

It seems everyone has a favorite decade, usually relevant to the individual’s coming of age.
For me it was the seventies–the BeeGees, hip huggers, lava lamps, mood rings, Fleetwood Mac, and Freebird. The gas crisis (retro version) necessitated redesigned cars resembling roller skates.
Harvest gold and avocado green dominated the kitchens of America. Shag hair and carpet […]

My Son’s Eclipse Part 2

By Erika B. Webb
October 31, 2006 (Posted at 8:23 pm)

My world was irrevocably altered the night my son CJ overdosed on hallucinogenic mushrooms.
Upon reaching the hospital and being ushered into triage, I was met by one cold nurse who immediately told me he may have “fried his brain.” She and the doctor looked at me through narrowed gazes, “operating” with their own presumptions that […]

The Total Eclipse of My Son

By Erika B. Webb
October 30, 2006 (Posted at 7:59 pm)

Twenty two years ago, this month, just before my twenty first birthday, I found myself responsible for something more vitally important than anything I could ever imagine–a human life.
My son, William Cal Webb (Demoral decided he would be called C.J.), was born on October 16, 1984 at 4:54 in the afternoon. Relief came first. I […]

Erika in a Nutshell(nuthouse?)

By Erika B. Webb
October 29, 2006 (Posted at 8:21 am)

Greetings Aprilites-
     Welcome to my first blog. Let me begin by showing my age. I’ve only recently heard the term “blog.” It reminds me of something I expelled into my kleenex a few weeks ago in the throes of a horrendous cold. But, alas, I must stay current. I’m beginning to realize why older people […]