My journal of big words and pretty pictures
I hate housework. I hate everything about chores. The time it takes, the repetitive monotony, the cleaning up after other people, the smell, the dirt, splinters, the paper cuts, all of it. But, most of all, I hate laundry. The washing and drying part isn’t so bad. It’s the folding and putting away that gets … Continue reading Cash money
I was pondering what to make for dinner tonight, and that led to reminiscing about what we dined on as children. Here I was trying to figure out what to do with some ground turkey, and ended up salivating over the carb laden meals of my childhood. “Back in the day” there wasn't all this … Continue reading Hungry, hungry hippo
These two... Four years apart in age, the teens years were a trial. She wanted to protect him, he wanted her to stop mothering him. Cats and dogs fight with more civility than they did. Now, both in their 20s, they are best buds. His sister is a leggy, 5'9". Growing up, all he wanted … Continue reading These two…
One of the fun aspects of the Internet, is that we can make instant connections with people, not just down the street, but across the state, the country, the ocean. I can chat with my cousins in California or Oklahoma, or trade quips with a friend in Indianapolis… across four time zones. It can be … Continue reading Collect call
When I was young, my aunt Sharon taught me how to make granny squares. She gave me a skein of yarn and a little H aluminum crochet hook and off I went. i kept up with this crafting skill over the years, teaching myself how to read pattern charts and make special crochet stitches. I’ve … Continue reading Millefiori
When I agreed to meet him, it was with the precondition that I consume a tranquilizing amount of aperitif. My third watermelon lemonade mojito arrived with him. His disapproval was as sour as my drink, and I didn’t care. As he slowly sat down, I couldn’t help but notice his receding hairline and substantial paunch. I … Continue reading Happy hour
Thin spiral notebook 