I’d heard this Netflix show was cute, trending, and lighthearted. It sounded perfect for my mood and for what I’m trying to feed my fearsome soul. Not immune to the impulse to find out what the fuss is about, I often glance through the new shows being heavily pushed by whatever studio or distribution company is putting their big bucks behind what they believe in. … Continue reading Emily in Paris. My Review.
I don’t have it, but I’ve heard of it. It’s quirky and so is my brain, so I did some research. My husband, George, said the subject was too esoteric for my blog. I told him his face was esoteric. Let’s move on and break it down. Synesthesia (pronounced sin-uhs–thee-zhuh) is the sensory phenomena from the Greek “to perceive together.” The most common occurrence of … Continue reading Synesthesia – Like a person needs another dimension to feel in.
“What’s the biggest lie you’ve been told,” my friend asked. Maybe it was the stars around the fire that night that made us think we could manage deep questions. Maybe the wine. Whatever. We got to work unpacking this one. First off, how did I discover it was a lie? Maybe the Big Lie is still something I believe is true. Right? Did my high … Continue reading Lies. Good, bad, and badder.
I just saw a writing prompt asking to describe a present from your mother. It stopped me because just yesterday I came across a china cup on a high shelf in my kitchen. I took down the pretty, delicate cup and saucer which had been handed down from my Swedish grandmother, intending to move it elsewhere to make room for something else, but then I … Continue reading A Gift From My Mother
I finally got around to watching Parasite, the 2019 double Best Picture, Oscar award winner. Wow. I can’t tell you how much I hated this movie. THERE ARE SPOILERS IN THIS BLOG. I was going to try writing it without them, but no, I can’t do it. List of reasons I hated Parasite in no particular order: It was creepy as shit. Don’t be fooled … Continue reading I Hope You’re Happy Stupid Oscars. I Can’t Sleep.
In honor of Mother’s Day, introducing my new, very personal work about being a special needs mom. A novelette from the mother of a child with autism. The ache of hope. A dream. Continue reading An Hour Read. A Mother’s Day Novelette.
Sorry I have not blogged in a while. I’ve been busy visiting relatives, vacationing, hanging with friends…. Wait. That’s just not true. While I thoroughly enjoy lying, I’m sure you will see through that one. Sigh. Below is an article written by a sweet (more or less), kind (sure), talented (ubetcha), man with a wonderful wife (his redeeming trait), named Don Deline. His daughter gifted … Continue reading A Story Worth Telling
“What do you suppose that’s about,” I asked George in reference to my invitation to attend. “Is it like Let’s Make a Deal, and I’m supposed to load all kinds of weird stuff into my purse so I can cover the bingo spaces?” George didn’t look that interested, and in fact, took himself on his own local brewery crawl once I was safely out of … Continue reading Purse Bingo. Whaaat?
I’m sure everyone has neighbors on a spectrum from Wonderful to Oh My God. I do, too. Sadly, my next -door neighbor doesn’t land on the good side. Thankfully, they have no idea who I really am as a person or that I write a blog, so I can rant all I want here! Tee Hee! But for neighbors of mine who do follow me, … Continue reading My Neighbor Makes Me Crazy
I made this mistake the other day on a Facebook site. Sincerely looking for tips as to what mistakes people had made or regretted as they began blogging, I posted the question on a conversation stream and got crickets. My first reaction was sadness that no one on the stream responded. Then confusion. Then ahh, I wonder if they think I’m trying to get an … Continue reading Why You Shouldn’t Ask a Blogger for Tips