The Noodle Incident
Wow. I didn’t realize that it has been 5 months since I wrote a post for this blog. I’ve been blogging, I’ve just been focused on my “real life” blog, instead of this one. Oh, well. If you were a... Continue reading →
Life
Morning Music Radio
I usually end my post with a question but this time I’m starting with one: Do you wake up with music playing in your head? My husband and I both do. He coined the phrase “morning music radio” to describe... Continue reading →
Learning to Live Again
I am one of those people who has been extremely cautious during the pandemic. My husband and I stayed home, we didn’t eat out, we didn’t visit with friends, and so on, and so on, and so on. Heck, I... Continue reading →
Dear Interwebs
Dear Interwebs, We need to talk. This has been building for a while and no, it’s not me. It’s you. What? You don’t understand? You thought everything was fine? Well, let me see if I can spell it out... Continue reading →
Take The Selfie
If you’ve followed me for any length of time, you know that I don’t post many selfies. First and foremost, I suck at selfies. And second, why? *shrugs* However, there is one type of selfie I wish I had taken... Continue reading →
Dr. Grant Syndrome
Jurassic Park is one of my favorite movies. When I was a kid, I loved dinosaurs and my secret wish was for an island populated with dinosaurs that I could visit. (Just me – no one else would have been... Continue reading →
Check Marks and Smiley Faces
Not long ago, I learned that when my grandson completes his homework, he gives himself a check mark and a smiley face. It was one of those simple moments that left me sitting in stunned silence. Sometimes it feels like... Continue reading →
Binge Reading
Like most writers, I’m an avid reader. Among avid readers, I seem to be a bit of a rarity in that I rarely DNF (Do Not Finish) a book; it takes a LOT for me to put a book down... Continue reading →
Where Were You On 9/11?
It seems that every generation experiences some event that changes everything – an event of such magnitude that everyone immediately knows the answer to the question “Where were you when…” For my parents’ generation there were two: “Where were you... Continue reading →
The Mousy Mom Who Roared
The best word to describe me as a child would be “mousy”. I was painfully shy and quiet, always careful not to cause trouble or do anything to call attention to myself. Basically, I was a Goody Two-Shoes. There was... Continue reading →