It’s Monday. The Monday after Thanksgiving. We’re tired. We’re stuffed. We’re out of sorts. Geritol won’t help. So, how about a contest to help with the post-holiday re-entry blues? What is this contraption? RULES: In 2 words, tell me what this contraption is. Wednesday morning, I will put the correct entries in a pot, and…
Midnight O’ One — 12:01 a.m. Finally get to bed. 4 a.m. Cell phone alarm rings making me think of the movie “For Richer or Poorer” with Tim Allen and Kirstie Alley where the old Amish farmer pokes his head in their room and chimes, “It’s 4:30. Time for milking.” 4:30 a.m. All I have…
So, my morning was going slowly. My lower back aggravated with every rollover throughout the night. Do you think it could be from spending eight hours on my boat the day before? The phone rang as I was about to drag myself from my desk to the shower. It was a friend from down the…
Now that looks like a really strange blog post title, doesn’t it? It seems I’ve been in a bit of a blogging slump, not having internet readily available at my tips. I was speaking with an old friend whom I haven’t seen in 20 years last night, and I asked her to imagine her life…
or . . . Which is worse? No washer and dryer or no internet at place of residence? If you blog and post photos, you know how important it is to have your favorite “image editor” on your own computer, which just ain’t gonna happen on a “borrowed” computer. Not only that, it is also…
It was Lil Sis’s turn to get me back for not pulling out my camera the afternoon before to take her picture with her first ever red fish–something I am still regretting. So, when my name was called Saturday night to go forward and receive an award, her camera stayed in her handbag. Big sigh. …