So, February is almost over, I caught a cold/flu thing at the end of the month and have been head down writing, so not a lot of words left for a blog post. lol So I thought I would
I was going to blog today about my adventures with my snow blower (trust me, exciting stuff), but our temperature shot up 40 degrees over night. Add in a high wind, and we went from buried into snow to …interesting.
Being a writer often feels like snake charming. Yes, I just called my Muse a snake and I will pay for that later. Or possibly right now. Ouch. Yes, paid for it now. I don’t know if other creatives feel
So, it’s the day after Christmas. I’m writing this post before the family arrives, so I can’t verify that I survived the wonderful chaos that is the #GrandmaProject. I will just say that I almost can’t sleep with excitement. For
It’s funny how differently our eyes see things, depending on what is, or has, happened. I’d been in my mom’s office hundreds of times. I’d even got stuff out of this desk, but I never really looked at it, saw
So since our blog hop, my An Other Worldly New Orleans New post has been getting hit daily with piles of stinking spam comments (with a few humorous gems in there which I still blew away because SPAM). Okay, you
Summer is a great time to score books at bargain prices. Everyone is competing for your summer reading time (you ARE reading, aren’t you????). I’ve already been part of the Other Worlds Blog Hop (too late to enter, but not
What does your refrigerator say about you? I was looking at my magnets and got to wondering what they say about me. And honestly, I’m still not sure. lol We got a new refrigerator last year, an ordeal in learning
I bought a new swimsuit. For most people, this wouldn’t rate a blog post, but it is a rare event in my life. The days when I looked sassy in a swimsuit have long past. Now it’s more about containment.
So this is one of those symbolic posts with a somewhat symbolic picture. I saw this image in the hub’s Flickr feed and thought, oh wow, that’s me. I’m hanging on for dear life and I might have a few