As we renew and freshen into spring it might be good to remember that not all good things come in shiny packages. For one thing we’re not getting any younger, but I do think we get better, if we’re willing. You can teach an old car new tricks.
She’s too this, he’s too that…I call it the too too s. They become a fixation when I’m in my judgemental mode. And I’ve tried to notice this voice and tone it down; those judgemental lashes hurt me most of all. But we all make judgements and that’s not the same thing.
I’ve come back to this very romantic piece for Valentine’s Day. Does the heart good–eh? It can be slightly rough on the other parts of the anatomy, though.
Sometimes we run around like a chicken with it’s head cut off–sometimes like a mad dog. What an animal! Mad Dog revisited.
This is my holiday greeting this year–a celebration of the sweet spices that find their way into so many winter treats. Happy nutmeg, allspice, ginger, cinnamon, clove and anise. These spices go so well with sugar, chocolate, red wine, conversation and coffee. Stay sweet.
Well coming into the Holiday buying season I always remember the appliance years–first apartments and all– and my tribute to the last appliance-gift I received. It’s a beauty–and it’s season is coming so I thought I’d revisit it.
I wrote, reviewed and performed a great deal about my family in Big Words. Now–I’m done–at least for awhile.
Also in print.
Where do we go when our minds go off…? This is written about a recent occurrence when I seemed to fade away, almost fall asleep while awake. Very frightening–especially for the friend who took care of me.
I went to dry plains of West Texas to see if I could find stories about my Grandmother who married and settled there after she endured the second World War in Europe. I found myself wondering about coming to this dry, yet welcoming place.
