Spaghetti squash

February 23, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 5 Comments

I had an unproductive weekend. I didn’t feel quite right, and stayed in my pjs for three days. Mostly sitting on the couch, sometimes reading, sometimes watching TV, sometimes crocheting, but I mostly noshed on things I shouldn’t have. Monday was a new day. Still miserable weather outside, but I felt a little better. Showered, … Continue reading Spaghetti squash

What scares you

February 20, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 10 Comments

“Try a thing you haven't tried before three times - once to get over the fear, once to find out how to do it, and a third time to find out whether you like it or not” ~ Virgil Thomson First Lady Eleanor Roosevelt once said, “Do one thing every day that scares you.” Whether … Continue reading What scares you

Grand exit

February 19, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 4 Comments

Now that The Boy’s car is once again road worthy, whenever I have to go into town for errands, if he goes with, he wants to drive. His Infiniti Q45 is a barge, only six inches shorter than his dad’s full-sized truck. His sister calls it his “old man” car. An already low-riding car, he … Continue reading Grand exit

Spring planting

February 18, 2015February 18, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 1 Comment

It’s already the middle of February, and in Florida that’s typical spring planting season. There are still a few sub-freezing nights forecasted, so I can’t get started on my garden just yet. I’m behind in prep work. I have to weed my planters, buy my starter plants, but even before that I have to decide … Continue reading Spring planting

Toasty warm

February 17, 2015February 17, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ Leave a comment

I called my parents this morning - a courtesy check since they are both living in the midst of Snow-magedon 2015. My mother and her husband were without power, but because their home is plumbed with propane, they had heat; city water gave them the means to shower and wash dishes. Mom told me they … Continue reading Toasty warm

Make- believe

February 16, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 3 Comments

"For Sale: baby shoes, never worn," ~ attributed to Ernest Hemingway, first published in "Papa," a one-man play written by John DeGroot, 1995. I keep a notebook and pen with me always. Even by my bedside, I have something to write with in case I wake up from a strange dream, or at that tenuous … Continue reading Make- believe