My journal of big words and pretty pictures
When my grandfather was in his late 60s, his poor health forced him to retire. He needed something to keep himself occupied so he wouldn't drive my Grandma Momo nuts. Being a history buff, he immersed himself in genealogy. Not sure why he chose to trace Momo's family instead of his own, but her history … Continue reading Family tree
She squatted low, her butt just above the packed dirt. Leaning forward on her toes, she dropped her left hand between her splayed legs for balance. Her right hand, covered in a thick, leather glove, was palm out just below her chin. Her opponent stood perpendicular to her in a fighting stance - knees bent, … Continue reading Dust devil
After digging through a basket of clean clothes lurking behind the living room couch, he balanced precariously on one foot while he put on a pair of basketball shorts. His black boxer briefs exposed a significant amount of butt cleavage where they slid down his backside after he pulled off the jeans he wore earlier … Continue reading Quarters and BVDs
This weekend our little Gulf Coast town celebrated Oktoberfest. My peeps and I went out for authentic brats and kraut, and October ale. I couldn't convince my son to do the Chicken Dance with me, but we did enjoy the Oompa Band and a senior dance troupe hoofing it to "Mambo No. 5." You can … Continue reading Oktoberfest
He liked to observe emotions; they were like red lanterns strung along the dark unknown of another's personality, marking vulnerable points.” ~ Ayn Rand Try as I might to shield them, my vulnerabilities, my weaknesses, are as glaring as red lanterns calling the wolves to my door.
Sandman bags weigh heavy on my lids, as they slowly droop closed. Airy dreams fill my head with beautiful wishes. The imbalance rocks my wooden shoe, throwing me overboard into a crystal river. Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe--- Sailed on a river of crystal light, Into a sea … Continue reading Wynken, Blynken, and Nod
Thin spiral notebook 