I'm the first to admit that I'm not much of a frou-frou girl. I'm most comfortable in jeans and T-shirts, sneakers and a ball cap. I rarely wear dresses, and hate putting on make-up. There is no effort to glam up. Even when I go out with my family, unless it's a special occasion, you get … Continue reading Showing some skin
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Cats live here
We are a family with cats. There is the alpha female Po and the demon male Scruffy. (It's important to point out that Po's full name is Pollo del Fuego - roughly translated as 'Chicken of the Fire.' She is a calico Manx. Scruffy is black and fluffy, and we're not sure what he is.) … Continue reading Cats live here
Wasted days and wasted nights
Living on the Florida Gulf Coast gives me plenty of opportunities and gorgeous locations where I can waste time. I can simply spread out a blanket, imbibe in ice-cold libation, jam to some cool tunes, have my ever-present camera in hand, and I have no problems wasting a day. Sugar-white sand beaches; clear, emerald green … Continue reading Wasted days and wasted nights
Eat what you want…
I like to cook. If I have the right ingredients, I would rather stay at home and make dinner than eat out. (Clean-up is an entirely different matter. I'm still waiting for kitchen elves to take care of my culinary messes.) While I can control what goes into a savory entrée - adding more fresh … Continue reading Eat what you want…
She writes
Hundreds of college composition books littered her bedroom floor, each filled with her tight, precise handwriting. Every page, every margin overflowing with words. Her words, her stories. She had to get these details written out, to preserve them. Oral traditions faded away, words put to paper were forever. The feel of ink making contact with … Continue reading She writes
Ya’ll gon’ make me
If you ask my son, I can look a fool simply walking down the hallway. Factor in my terminally lame white girl dancing, it’s enough to put him into sugar shock. Oh, and the horrors of my singing. Easiest way for me to keep him from listening to music I don’t like, especially when we … Continue reading Ya’ll gon’ make me
