Yeah, so...sigh. Let the madness and mayhem begin as I once again, move households. The gypsy lifestyle wasn't much of a bother when it was just me and the goober (aka, my daughter). We didn't have much in terms of household goods and what we did have was fairly small and easy to tote (How … Continue reading Long Weekend – goodnight.
Here are just a few of the items you'd find: a note pad and an ornately carved ink pen with a fine tip. The ink inside would randomly change color to cover all the spectrum of the rainbow. a seven year old playing, skipping, reading, but mostly day dreaming of all kinds of things an … Continue reading If you could see inside my soul…
Hey. This post is sponsored by our friends at Insomnia International, the Migraine Fairy Brigade, and Excedrine. Guess who's been awake since 2:30 AM? And if we take a stroll through the archives, I'd be willing to bet there are at least four other posts with similar times in their titles. Sigh. Since I'm up, … Continue reading 2:33 AM – Deja Vu
Go here. I've really wandered loose, eh? What has it been, three days in a row of no posts? I wish I could say it was because I was knee deep in my Camp NaNo project or neck deep in editing AT and TOW but alas, I was lost in my own head, swimming through … Continue reading 12 of 40 – Do you trust me?
Sigh. I am on the edge of 50. I remember as a kid imagining what I'd be like at 21, but beyond that, I don't think I built any kind of fantasies, goals, or images of life beyond that golden age. Yet, here I sit (much to my health's dismay), twenty-eight years / sixty pounds … Continue reading 10 of 40 – One Step Closer to 50
Apparently I missed a day. Who knew. My apologies. Enjoy! I don't want to do ANYTHING but WRITE. I want to ditch my day job, my chores, my obligations outside of putting words to page. I want to wake when I wake, write when the voices whisper, then eat, nap, perhaps wander loose, go to … Continue reading 8 of 40 – We’re just going to play for a bit.
Or that I'm not interested. It's that it's all still too much to take in. The never ending hate; the underlying fear that his shenanigans will trigger a nuclear World War III that will surely be the end of us all. I continue to BE the love, respect, acceptance, and common sense I seek in … Continue reading It’s Not That I Don’t Care…
Hiddy Ho good neighbors 🙂 I've got one more life event to get situated. Once that's settled, I will be able to tune back into my creative side and be able to put words to page again. Good thing seeing as how NaNoWriMo '16 is RIGHT AROUND THE FREAKIN' CORNER. (lawd how did that happen?) … Continue reading Just a little while longer…
Not how one wishes to be awakened from a semi-doze. Not under any circumstances. Yet there I was, having just realized I was awake (damned, weird, sleep patterns) when my daughter opens my door and says, "I don't want to disturb you but I was wondering if you know how to stop the blood from … Continue reading How do you stop the bleeding?
Hopefully this will bring a bit of wonderment and a smile to your day. Life always finds a way, eh? :-). A bit of amazing from blogger Susie Lindau.
After traveling to Wisconsin twice over the last three weeks for funerals and memorial services, I woke up this morning with renewed energy and looked forward to “Birthday Week.” Wanting to catch up with writing and blogging, I planned to take care of a few errands first. Imagine my surprise when cleaning up the breakfast dishes. I discovered this in my garbage disposal.
How could a plant germinate on the rubber shield? Three weeks ago, I donned rubber gloves and scrubbed that filthy thing with bleach. We don’t eat sprouts, so it had to be some kind of seed that stuck in the crack. A pumpkin seed?
Then a thought struck. My dad obsessed over the garbage disposal. He believed he could “dispose” of any leftovers including bones. I remember my teeth chattering and the whole house vibrating while a chicken leg gyrated around the drain. He drew a line…
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