Tag: Wendi Rank

I am in trouble.

I have actually become quite adept at getting in trouble.

And I am, at this moment, on a hot streak.

I…

I want to say something. But I need you to hear me out before you walk away in total disgust.

I tried hot yoga. And…

You know, I didn’t think braces would change my daily routine. But then I didn’t think a movie would ruin my marriage. Apparently…

Nothing drives home life’s futility like finding your dead uncle’s ashes in the trunk of your mom’s car.

And he wasn’t…

Al Pacino has a memorable line in an unmemorable movie. It’s The Devil’s Advocate, and he tells Keanu Reeves his “stud” look is…

I have a problem.

It’s your problem too.

I can’t focus. If I can’t focus, I can’t tell you a story…

First of all, I’m alive. I made it home from Montana.

At the moment, however, I would almost accept death.

I disembarked from my…

I’m flying this week.

I’m not afraid to fly. I actually love to fly. It feels cosmopolitan and cultured. And who doesn’t…

My husband was on an excursion in the Canadian wilderness. Trips like that reduce communication routes to satellite phone, for contacting the trip outfitter, and…

It’s my birthday.

Don’t wish me well. I’m clinging to my 40s like Chrissy Watkins clung to that buoy in Jaws. I…

The temperature was a dusty 97 degrees. I was parked in a remote parking lot of Yellowstone National Park. Two dark figures ambled on the…

My dad and I sat in his doctor’s waiting room for three hours last Thursday.

Three hours.

Even without the pandemic, doctors’ waiting rooms…

I didn’t want to speak with a stranger in my gynecologist’s waiting room. But adventure follows me wherever I go. So yes. I…

I have a huge problem.

Well, I actually have two huge problems. My first problem is The Batman. Do I see it? Skip it? Wait…

You know how sometimes you find yourself in a situation and wonder how you got there? Is this, in fact, your beautiful house? Is this…

“You’ll have to bury this with me.”

This is what my superstitious grandmother told the family when we gifted her an opal pendant necklace…

Betrayal. It is a deep pain when it comes from something beloved.

And believe me – that wallpaper was beloved.

It’s a red, blue, and…

You may recall my absurd attempt at camping last summer.

Our campground neighbor drove a pickup truck, the kind with a cover that lowers over…