This morning's drive was anything but a walk in the park. What normally took thirty-five minutes dragged into double the time. We inched through snow and ice, as snow continued falling and threatened visibility. On the way, some cars slid, and we even saw tracks where wheels had slid or perhaps bounced into the curb.… Continue reading Slowing Down, Making It More Delicious
I'm thankful I can and do contribute something positive to the community. I haven't always been able to so. When the twins were newborns and I was struggling in other aspects of my life, I couldn't be a liaison between the classroom teacher and the students in any of my kiddo's classes. Even more recently,… Continue reading Gratitude on a Saturday
What a gorgeous bloom. I had never seen anything like it. Savannah told me it's a rose bred from two different species. *** I'm curious about and desiring to meet new people, not just because I'm a writer but I want to become better acquainted with community. What better way than to strike up conversation?… Continue reading Savannah, at The Perfect Petal
For those of you who are US citizens, today's an important day to let your opinions and preferences on certain matters be known. Please, if you haven't already, vote. Don't delay — vote! Why? It's a privilege to have your voice heard and to have it count. And, it isn't something everyone everywhere has, the right to… Continue reading Please vote!
The morning started out gray, with an abundance of bickering about everything: who's looking at who too long, who's saying what, who's doing what wrong, who's stolen what. But, I have lots to do: writing, working, grocery shopping, cooking, getting chores done, and spending time with the four kiddos. I want to make the best of… Continue reading Sordid Saturday
Complaints and whining have come unbidden, without invitation or reservation, and in abundance. And, I, for one, have been diminishing and descending into the depths of despair, feeling discouraged, frustrated, and lost. Figuring my role and my contribution in the community, with rejection looming and the seeming lack of fruitful progress where making a positive… Continue reading Giving Thanks
It's late. Most of the day is gone, with just over two hours to go and still much to do. Cooking. Packing lunches, getting snacks ready, filling water bottles. Psyching myself out of my body and mind's quiet whispers luring me to the couch to check the back of my eyelids. And... writing. Oh crap.… Continue reading Can I Do It? NaNoWriMo is Here.