It's Friday-Pie-Day! The relief of breaking out of a routine, taking shortcuts (no cooking required), the end of the work week slog. That is not the case if you work on a Saturday. If you work on a Saturday - and lots and lots of people do - you look forward to your Sunday. If… Continue reading Friday-Pie-Day
Tag: journaling
Nine Love Notions
A while back, I scanned old journals before putting them in my rest-in-peace-drawer; it's a dark space, and what's in the drawer is seldom retrieved. Inspired by the golden oldie Love Potion No.9, I took extracts from the now-ancient-personal-history and created nine Love Notion Digital Cards. I seldom think about the period of my life… Continue reading Nine Love Notions
Meet Gulliveretta
Meet Gulliveretta. She's stumped because nobody told her she needn't move anything that can be stepped over, or sidestepped. Gulliveretta will stand at the level crossing of a model train set and wait for the oncoming train to pass, believing her life and limbs are in danger if she crosses the line. Gulliveretta reminds me… Continue reading Meet Gulliveretta
Soft Serve Hair
When I had my hair cut short in the 1980's a guy told me I looked like an ice cream cone. He was right - my hair was a badly twirled soft serve. Writing in my journal just the other day, I made a mistake. I don't like the look of scratched out words. If… Continue reading Soft Serve Hair
Mundane Miracles
Life is muddling and mundane. True? False? For me, it depends on the moon and how much sleep I've had. There are days when birdsong swells my life; and then there are days when birdsong flies under the radar because I'm too busy being mundane and muddled and moony. My answer (when I'm in a… Continue reading Mundane Miracles
