Evening Rituals
We go through phases: brownies and Battlestar (before it was laughable,) or chips,salsa, and The Closer. Sometimes we just finish our day, all of us, reading on my bed….
Just Plain Me
I was re-reading old posts the other day, since the main point of this blog was for me to keep track of me. I never really thought anyone would…
Backyard Folklore
I found these over the weekend in our backyard and hurried to take pictures before my husband cranked up the mower. My dad told me how mushrooms will grow in…
Ye Olde School
Yes, I graduated from it. I don’t know if it’s nostalgia or laziness (my husband thinks I’m resistant to change) but it can’t be too extreme or I wouldn’t be…
Old Friends
This is an old friend of mine. No, not the gnome; the fern, silly. It’s a fluffly ruffle fern, I think. It’s been with me through 10 years of…
Time to Stretch
It’s that time. I guess things are just too quiet or, dare I say, comfortable. I’ve made peace with self portraits, fit in a new study habit, stagnated in martial…
Personal Space
I say yes so much more than no. I believe in giving and sacrifice. (365 Day 243) But, I also appreciate boundaries: physical, emotional, and intellectual. Once in a…
New Linkage
Bringing back all those crusty junior high band uniform memories.
Second Summer
I did the responsible thing and made it through parental hazing- I think! I’ve provided growing room, dozens of specifically colored folders, volunteered to make corn husk dolls, taken an…
Score
I hate our main bathroom. I know the world is full of real problems, so I don’t indulge this thought beyond a mere feeling when I enter that room. A…