Monday, July 18, 2011
Quote of the Week
Advice is what we ask for when we already know the answer but wish we didn't. - Erica Jong
How many times have you asked someone "What should I do" after you have wrestled with the problem for hours, always coming to the same conclusion? You know what is right, but want someone to confirm the choice you would prefer to make. Sometimes the right answer is the hardest thing to hear.
Friday, July 15, 2011
Dude, you're gettin' a Dell!
Guess who just got a new computer?
Remember the old Dell commercials with Steven? Seems like a lifetime ago, doesn't it? Well in the techno-gadget world it was actually a millennium ago.
I thought the ads were corny but cute. The Dell dude always made it sound like such a sweet deal! "Dude, your gettin' a Dell!"
I had been intrigued by the fact that a college student started and ran a computer production business from his dorm room. I believe in supporting young entrepreneurs, and this ingenuity made the Dell computer compelling.
I've had several computers over the years, and as with all things technical, we eventually want something bigger, better, faster, with more bells and whistles. Fast forward to the present. I needed wanted a new computer. Hubby got a heads up from one of his co-workers on a getting a good deal on a Dell. He uses them in a side business and has good success with them, so for a mere one-third the cost of my first computer back in the early 90s, I am the proud owner of a Dell Inspiron.
I guess that makes me a Dudette!
It's my initial foray into Windows 7. I've been an XP chick for the last 6 years and prior to that it was Win95. Yeah, I don't exactly jump on the runaway upgrade train.
So, how often do you change with the technological times?
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
A Swedish Beauty
![]() |
| From the Como Zoo Conservatory |
Petals of velvet
A delicate rosy hue
A lovely lady
Posted for One Shot Wednesday.
Monday, July 11, 2011
Quote of the Week
Love yourself unconditionally, just as you love those closest to you despite their faults. - Les Brown
Nothing expresses unconditional love as well as the animals with whom we share our homes and our lives. They love us without reservation, whether we are happy, sad, fat, thin or grouchy.
We should look at ourselves with acceptance and love just as we do with others instead of wishing we were thinner, prettier, or smarter. Only in this way can we be all we were meant to be and enjoy life to its fullest.
Friday, July 8, 2011
Let's Get Creative
Hello! I'd like to take a moment to invite you to join me today at Tribal Blogs, where I will be guest posting on the topic of creative writing. I will take you through my process for creating fictional stories. Let's take a walk on the creative side together.Wednesday, July 6, 2011
A Day at the Zoo
Who needs breakfast? That would be me. Sure that we would find breakfast somewhere along the way, we headed out to zoo and our meeting with Jen, who writes the humor blog, Redhead Ranting. Unlike where we live, there was not a McDonalds or BoJangles on every corner. What to do? We drive and drive...growl. I can't go to the zoo on an empty stomach.
Just when we were about to give up and just eat whatever we could find at the zoo, we stumbled onto a nice little bagel shop in a shopping center. A cinnamon raisin bagel toasted with butter, please! Wonderful...it just hit the spot.
Now we backtrack to the fairgrounds where we could pick up a shuttle to the zoo. There is on-site parking, but we had read that is highly recommended to take the shuttle. They run some wildly decorated buses that leave no doubt as to their destination. This one is giraffe spotted; the other is a zebra.
They had a posted schedule, and it appeared it would be another half hour, and we barely had time to make our meeting with Jen. I called to let her know we'd be late, and she offered to pick us up. About that time another bus pulled in - so much for their schedule.
It was a short ride to the zoo, even though the bus felt like it had a square tire.
We hung out for a few minutes while Jen and her daughter caught up with us. Like I said, parking is available, but getting a space isn't always easy.

I gave her a call to tell here where we were waiting, saying I would be the gal wearing a blue top with penguins on it, next to a guy in a blue Hawaiian shirt - what a pair!
Yay, the long-awaited meeting. Jen is a warm, down to earth lady, who was in "mama mode" that day. She had her lovely daughter with her, who added an interesting perspective on our activities. We had a great time looking at the animals and reptiles and watching Sparky the sea lion perform for a packed arena. It was a picture perfect day, but it began to get hot in the bright sunshine.
It's lunch time. There was a decent snack bar with a good selection of the typical zoo foods, burgers, hot dogs, pop corn, nachos and of course, ice cream. We enjoyed lunch where we talked blogging, compared notes about the differences in our weather, and shared pet stories - hubby and I are never lacking for weird pet stories.
You can only ask so much of an 8-year old, so they left after our visit to the Como Town amusement park.
Afterward, hubby and I walked through the many rooms of the conservatory, a building filled with all sorts of unusual plant life. This room was filled with ferns of all kinds, including the largest fiddlehead I've ever seen.
It was a lot of fun to meet fellow blogger, Jen, face to face, and enjoy some beautiful Minnesota weather. There was so much more to see but, alas, not enough time.
Just when we were about to give up and just eat whatever we could find at the zoo, we stumbled onto a nice little bagel shop in a shopping center. A cinnamon raisin bagel toasted with butter, please! Wonderful...it just hit the spot.
Now we backtrack to the fairgrounds where we could pick up a shuttle to the zoo. There is on-site parking, but we had read that is highly recommended to take the shuttle. They run some wildly decorated buses that leave no doubt as to their destination. This one is giraffe spotted; the other is a zebra.They had a posted schedule, and it appeared it would be another half hour, and we barely had time to make our meeting with Jen. I called to let her know we'd be late, and she offered to pick us up. About that time another bus pulled in - so much for their schedule.
It was a short ride to the zoo, even though the bus felt like it had a square tire.We hung out for a few minutes while Jen and her daughter caught up with us. Like I said, parking is available, but getting a space isn't always easy.

I gave her a call to tell here where we were waiting, saying I would be the gal wearing a blue top with penguins on it, next to a guy in a blue Hawaiian shirt - what a pair!
Yay, the long-awaited meeting. Jen is a warm, down to earth lady, who was in "mama mode" that day. She had her lovely daughter with her, who added an interesting perspective on our activities. We had a great time looking at the animals and reptiles and watching Sparky the sea lion perform for a packed arena. It was a picture perfect day, but it began to get hot in the bright sunshine.
It's lunch time. There was a decent snack bar with a good selection of the typical zoo foods, burgers, hot dogs, pop corn, nachos and of course, ice cream. We enjoyed lunch where we talked blogging, compared notes about the differences in our weather, and shared pet stories - hubby and I are never lacking for weird pet stories.
You can only ask so much of an 8-year old, so they left after our visit to the Como Town amusement park.
Afterward, hubby and I walked through the many rooms of the conservatory, a building filled with all sorts of unusual plant life. This room was filled with ferns of all kinds, including the largest fiddlehead I've ever seen.
It was a lot of fun to meet fellow blogger, Jen, face to face, and enjoy some beautiful Minnesota weather. There was so much more to see but, alas, not enough time.
Monday, July 4, 2011
Quote of the Week
In the truest sense, freedom cannot be bestowed;
it must be achieved.
Franklin D. Roosevelt (32nd U.S. President)
There is nothing wrong with America that cannot be cured by what is right with America. William J. Clinton (42nd U.S. President)
In honor of the 235th birthday of America, I chose two quotes from Presidents, separated by not only decades, but world events, and the times in which each served. They shared not only their political affiliation, but their propensity for enjoying the company of women to whom they were not married. However, they were both capable leaders, and popular presidents.
During his reign, Roosevelt stated that Freedom is not a gift, but something we must achieve through our efforts and faith in ourselves.
During his presidency, Clinton told us we can fix whatever is wrong in our country by using our inherent goodness.
For all that some perceive is wrong with America, there is far more good in the people of this country. We can accomplish anything if we just believe in ourselves.
Have a happy and safe Fourth of July!
Friday, July 1, 2011
The Escape
| Image Source: Luciano Meirelle |
Gene eased the Harley out of the garage and walked it quietly down the street. So intent was he on getting away unheard, he would not start it for three blocks. Safely away, he fired up the big bike. He loved these early morning rides along the coast. A great escape from the "honey-do" list.
Written for Friday Flash 55.
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Breakfast at the Wienery
It's not just for Hot Dogs!
You don't judge a book by its cover so don't judge a restaurant by its exterior, or even its interior. We were hungry and not interested in having to track down breakfast, so we asked at the front desk of our hotel if there was any breakfast within walking distance. The desk clerk said there wasn't much in the way of breakfast, but that The Wienery did serve breakfast. We had walked by it the night before and hadn't given it much thought. Now it seemed like our only option if we had any hope of getting breakfast before lunch time.
414 Cedar Avenue S., Minneapolis, MN
Here's a look at the inside. It is simply laid out, bordering on worn out. But don't judge it before you sit down and enjoy a unique breakfast experience.
The Wienery has changed hands several times since it opened in the early 1980s, and is now owned by Pat Starr. The Wienery was voted the city's best hot dog for 3 consecutive years.
This morning, however, we wanted breakfast and we wanted it fast (at least I did). We studied the menu for something that would be filling and on the table quickly. We chose the #6 Wienie MacMuffin, an egg and cheese sandwich on an English Muffin with your choice of meat. Of course I chose bacon!
Now all these items are prepared fresh to order while you wait. It is pretty much a one-man show, and he had to make a quick trip to his car across the street for the groceries.
Was it good? You bet. It was like walking into a friend's house and having them whip up breakfast for you right on the spot.
This place gets two thumbs up from me, so if you find yourself in the Minneapolis area, I highly recommend checking out The Wienery. Click here if you can't see the video.
Monday, June 27, 2011
Quote of the Week
Yesterday is but a dream,
Tomorrow is only a vision.
But today well lived makes every yesterday a dream of happiness, and every tomorrow a vision of hope.
Tomorrow is only a vision.
But today well lived makes every yesterday a dream of happiness, and every tomorrow a vision of hope.
Salutation of the Dawn
- Kālidāsa (The complete works of Kalidasa)
This is a lovely way of saying we should live for today, and make every moment count. It is all too easy to get caught up in the "should haves" of the past, or the "got to's" in the future that today slips through the cracks.
Friday, June 24, 2011
Nursery Rhyme Redo: Hey Diddle Diddle
| Image source: Curt Merrill |
Hey diddle diddle the cat played the fiddle
and the cow slept in until noon
The little dog did laugh and cavort
and then he began to croon
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
Did She Really Ask That?
| Image source: Miriella's photostream |
I was a little nervous about meeting these particular friends because I wasn't the super outgoing, confident woman I am today [wink], and they were all super brains, you know the kind who can make you feel inadequate just by looking at you. Did I mention they were musicians, too? I felt a bit like a goldfish who had just flopped out of his bowl - can someone give me a hand here?
However, this is what really made it different. Would you like fries with that? Can I buy you a drink? These are normal questions asked by strangers. Upon our arrival, and at the point where one would be escorted inside and offered a drink, our hostess asked? "Would you like to use the bathroom?"
Pause. What? Um- maybe later, but I will take a jumbo-sized margarita if you have one...thanks! No, I didn't say that...I just accepted her unique hospitality.
What was even more strange than the question, though, was the facility itself. It was separated from the rest of the room by a curtain. Just a curtain to flap in the breeze. No door, no lock for privacy, just a curtain. Hubby-to-be stood guard. That was our first and last such get together.
Got a "strange" story to share?
Monday, June 20, 2011
Quote of the Week
Happiness does not depend on outward circumstances, but on the state of the heart.
- J.C. Ryle
Instead of relying on others and what is going on in our lives for our happiness, we should look within ourselves. Therein lies the root of true happiness.
Friday, June 17, 2011
Tick Tock
The old clockmaker squinted through the lens at the tiny gears. They must mesh perfectly or it won't be accurate, and his clocks were always accurate.
Ah, but maybe it's time to retire, to let his apprentice take over. After all twenty years is a long time to stand in someone's shadow.
"Daniel, it's your turn."
Written for Friday Flash 55.
Image source: tibchris' photostream |
"Daniel, it's your turn."
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
My House is a Fortress
Tuesday was just another day, or so I thought. It was one of those picture perfect days, not too hot with a nice breeze. The yard needs mowing so I change, grab a bottle of water and head out the door. What makes today different? I close the door (I usually leave the inside door open). OK, so you know that sinking feeling you get when you realize you've accidentally done something stupid? That's how I felt the moment I heard the door click behind me. I was just going to mow the yard...why did I close the door?
I reached back to check, hoping against hope that I hadn't done what I thought I just did. Yep...locked. Grrrr!
Now what? I assess what I have with me. My pocket knife, chap stick, nail clippers and a bottle of water.
Being the resourceful gal that I am, I pulled out my pocket knife. Just for the record, I have no lock-picking skills and the knife didn't do anything anyway. I walked around the house...thinking. We have a few basement windows, but they don't open from the outside. Neither do any of the other windows - they are securely locked from the inside.
There's no choice...I must call hubby and confess. Since I don't have my cell phone, I trudge up the street to the convenience store to use the phone, make the call, and trudge back. As usual, he takes it all in stride, explains his need to take an unplanned half day of vacation and heads home.
It'll take at least an hour for him to get home, so I figured since I came out to mow the yard, I might as well do it while I waited.
The good news from all of this...my house, although a modest brick ranch, is really a fortress. With the doors locked, no one (especially me) is getting in.
Care to share your best lock out stories?
I reached back to check, hoping against hope that I hadn't done what I thought I just did. Yep...locked. Grrrr!
Now what? I assess what I have with me. My pocket knife, chap stick, nail clippers and a bottle of water.
![]() |
| A cardinal who often visits my window sill. |
There's no choice...I must call hubby and confess. Since I don't have my cell phone, I trudge up the street to the convenience store to use the phone, make the call, and trudge back. As usual, he takes it all in stride, explains his need to take an unplanned half day of vacation and heads home.
It'll take at least an hour for him to get home, so I figured since I came out to mow the yard, I might as well do it while I waited.
The good news from all of this...my house, although a modest brick ranch, is really a fortress. With the doors locked, no one (especially me) is getting in.
Care to share your best lock out stories?
Monday, June 13, 2011
Friday, June 10, 2011
A Miracle
| Image source: Striking Photogrphy by Bo |
The wildfire burned hot, and smoke filled the evening air. Scores of firemen had been battling it for hours, when someone shouted "over here". There in the bank of a nearly dry creek was a small cave. Crouched inside was a boy and his dog. It was a true miracle on that hot August night.
Written for Friday Flash 55. While this is a work of fiction, devastating wildfires continue to burn in Arizona. Let's keep these people in our thoughts and prayers, as well as those affected by the recent floods and tornadoes.
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Happy Birthday Mom!
June 8, 1925 was a very important day in my life. I wasn't actually born then - that is my mother's birth date. You can see the significance for me, right? I'd like to share with you a little about the woman my mother was.
She grew up on a farm in a small town in Maine during the Depression years, and life on the farm gave her a great love of nature.
During her teen years, she watched her two older brothers leave to serve in World War II, and she graduated high school two years before the end of the war.
She didn't talk much about her early life, so I don't know a lot of the details. After finishing school, she worked different jobs before going to work for the phone company. During this time she met my father, who was in the Air Force and stationed in Maine. When his service was completed, he moved back South to work for a trucking company (he was originally from Virginia). She followed him to Winston-Salem in 1952, and they were married in 1956.
In the 1960s, she saw the assassinations of President Kennedy in 1963 and Senator Kennedy in 1968. Together we watched the first man walk on the moon, and played badminton and kickball in the back yard. Some of our best times were outdoors, and I got my love of nature from her.
She was a smart, talented and creative woman, but she never nurtured her talents. Everything was put aside for me. I was her focus. She was completely selfless to the point of going without so others didn't have to.
I still have the Halloween treat bag she painted for me. It is one of my treasures. I used it as an example to make Halloween bags of my own a few years ago. Sometimes it is the little things that mean the most as we get older.
One year we spent long hours making Christmas decorations from styrofoam shapes, beads, glue and old Christmas cards. That was such fun, and we decorated our tree with them. I even used them as a history project in school.
My high school graduation fell on her birthday, and I thought that was cool. I also thought I was grown. It took a while for me to realize how wrong I was.
She grew up on a farm in a small town in Maine during the Depression years, and life on the farm gave her a great love of nature.
During her teen years, she watched her two older brothers leave to serve in World War II, and she graduated high school two years before the end of the war.
She didn't talk much about her early life, so I don't know a lot of the details. After finishing school, she worked different jobs before going to work for the phone company. During this time she met my father, who was in the Air Force and stationed in Maine. When his service was completed, he moved back South to work for a trucking company (he was originally from Virginia). She followed him to Winston-Salem in 1952, and they were married in 1956.
In the 1960s, she saw the assassinations of President Kennedy in 1963 and Senator Kennedy in 1968. Together we watched the first man walk on the moon, and played badminton and kickball in the back yard. Some of our best times were outdoors, and I got my love of nature from her.
She was a smart, talented and creative woman, but she never nurtured her talents. Everything was put aside for me. I was her focus. She was completely selfless to the point of going without so others didn't have to.
I still have the Halloween treat bag she painted for me. It is one of my treasures. I used it as an example to make Halloween bags of my own a few years ago. Sometimes it is the little things that mean the most as we get older.
One year we spent long hours making Christmas decorations from styrofoam shapes, beads, glue and old Christmas cards. That was such fun, and we decorated our tree with them. I even used them as a history project in school.
My high school graduation fell on her birthday, and I thought that was cool. I also thought I was grown. It took a while for me to realize how wrong I was.
She watched with much trepidation as I grew up, got my license, got a job, and eventually moved into an apartment. I was still her little girl, and that never changed.
When I married, she acquired a son whom she loved. She and Daddy always referred to us as "the kids", and continued to do for us even though we both had jobs and our own home.
There are many times when I still wish I could ask her something, tell her what I've been doing or just have her over and cook for her, like she did for me for so many years. Many of our conversations centered around food.
There never comes a time when you stop being your mother's child. That bond is always there. She taught me values and to treat others with kindness and respect, and filled my head with knowledge you don't get from books and school (common sense).
I am proud to be her daughter, and even more proud to have been her friend. If I ever manage to be half the woman my mother was, I will consider that I have succeeded in life.
Happy Birthday Mom. I miss you!
When I married, she acquired a son whom she loved. She and Daddy always referred to us as "the kids", and continued to do for us even though we both had jobs and our own home.
There are many times when I still wish I could ask her something, tell her what I've been doing or just have her over and cook for her, like she did for me for so many years. Many of our conversations centered around food.
There never comes a time when you stop being your mother's child. That bond is always there. She taught me values and to treat others with kindness and respect, and filled my head with knowledge you don't get from books and school (common sense).
I am proud to be her daughter, and even more proud to have been her friend. If I ever manage to be half the woman my mother was, I will consider that I have succeeded in life.
Happy Birthday Mom. I miss you!
Monday, June 6, 2011
Quote of the Week
A day is Eternity's seed, and we are its Gardeners.
- Erika Harris
Tend your garden carefully, for what you do today will influence all your tomorrows.
Friday, June 3, 2011
A Tortured Soul
Caught in a world between the living and the dead.
A lonely, dark place where forgotten spirits dwell.
She cries out but no one hears.
"Why?" she sobs. "This wasn't supposed to happen.
My little boy won't remember; my husband will forget.
I never realized how precious life is.
Few do until it's too late."
Written for Friday Flash 55
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
The Wrong Number?
I've heard that life's little embarrassing moments make good stories, so here goes. Fortunately, I was home alone with no witnesses.I was calling hubby the other day on his Blackberry (company phone) because when he's on the road he uses the GPS on his Droid (personal phone) to navigate. Apparently it is like some people and can't talk and navigate at the same time. No problem - I've got the Blackberry number programmed into my cell phone.
I open my contact list, scroll down to his name and click. I select the number and hit "call". Doing good. About that time the home phone rings. Great! With the cell phone at one ear, I grab the handset and glance at the caller ID. It's showing the city and a number which usually means it is someone's cell phone. I should answer this - it could be a friend calling. Did I mention I didn't have my glasses on and didn't get the number? Never mind, it gets better.
I answer the call while waiting for hubby to pick up, and I hear a woman's voice. This is weird - I am hearing it through my cell phone. Oh crap, have I called someone else by mistake? How embarrassing! I start to ask who I have called and explain that I was trying to call my husband, and must have gotten the wrong number. But wait...and this is where it really gets embarrassing...what I am hearing on the cell phone is the same thing I am saying into the other phone. It turns out the "friend" who's call I answered was me. I picked our home number instead of hubby's cell number.
I open my contact list, scroll down to his name and click. I select the number and hit "call". Doing good. About that time the home phone rings. Great! With the cell phone at one ear, I grab the handset and glance at the caller ID. It's showing the city and a number which usually means it is someone's cell phone. I should answer this - it could be a friend calling. Did I mention I didn't have my glasses on and didn't get the number? Never mind, it gets better.
I answer the call while waiting for hubby to pick up, and I hear a woman's voice. This is weird - I am hearing it through my cell phone. Oh crap, have I called someone else by mistake? How embarrassing! I start to ask who I have called and explain that I was trying to call my husband, and must have gotten the wrong number. But wait...and this is where it really gets embarrassing...what I am hearing on the cell phone is the same thing I am saying into the other phone. It turns out the "friend" who's call I answered was me. I picked our home number instead of hubby's cell number.
Monday, May 30, 2011
Quote of the Week
With the new day comes new strength and new thoughts.
- Eleanor Roosevelt
Wise words from a wise woman. Embrace each day and revel in that which makes it new for that is what keeps us from growing stale.
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Memorial Day Tribute
| Image source: Rusty Russ |
Two of my uncles served in World War II, and I have many pictures taken during that time. It is not something they liked to talk about. My Uncle Charlie was awarded a medal, and although I've searched high and low, I can't find the paper with the information so I don't know what it was called, but he got it for bravery, leadership and refusing to leave his men under fire even though he had been injured.
He was one of the special men in my life. He was a carpenter by trade, and like my father, he was never afraid of anything.
| Uncle Charlie |
So when you plan your celebration, light up the barbecue, or pop the top on that first beer, remember those whose sacrifice made it possible.
And now I would like to leave you with this thought - something Uncle Charlie would say now and then.
If a man's sick he's not well and everything he eats goes to his stomach.
Friday, May 27, 2011
Nursery Rhyme Redo: Little Jack Horner
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Not Winning!
Background: As I've mentioned before, I still own the house where I grew up, and it is less than 2 miles from where we live now. I went there to wash the car because there are paved driveways. Below is an excerpt from an e-mail I sent to my hubby detailing my attempt to vacuum and wash the car. He laughed and suggested I share it with you.
![]() |
| The back driveway |
I guess you could say I was "not winning" that day. Got any frustrations you'd like to share?
Monday, May 23, 2011
Quote of the Week
Constantly color your picture gray, and your picture will always be bleak. Your attitude is like a box of crayons that color your world. Try adding some bright colors to the picture by including humor, and your picture begins to lighten up.
- Allen Klein
We are the artists of our lives, and they are only as bright as we paint them.
Friday, May 20, 2011
Where Did All The Words Go?
| Image source: Chris Halderman |
Please help find the words.
Posted for Friday Flash 55.
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Got Mulch?
Need something to do on a Saturday morning? Go get the free mulch from the city. We did! The city offers free leaf mulch twice a year, in the spring and fall. You take your truck and/or trailer and they load it for you.
![]() | |||
| 6-foot truck bed |
This mulch looks more like topsoil, but it's good stuff.
![]() | |||
| A new natural area |
Makes mowing easier!
![]() |
| A new look! |
Part of Kevin's handiwork before he left - we just added more mulch.
I wish I had a picture of the trailer we used for the rest of the mulch. It holds a full scoop. For perspective, the truck has 1/2 scoop. The next weekend we got another trailer load for a total of 2 1/2 scoops.
Whew!
Monday, May 16, 2011
Quote of the Week
Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.
- Dr. Seuss
Imagine your favorite vacation, a special meal, or perhaps your childhood. Now imagine not having that experience, not feeling how it made you feel. Knowing what you know, you can smile because it happened rather than mourn its passing.
Friday, May 13, 2011
The Stately Rhododendron
After most of the azaleas have gone by, the rhododendrons take the stage. While both are classified under the name rhododendron, the azaleas have smaller leaves and the blooms are individual instead of forming a blossom cluster. The leaves of the rhododendron are larger and more leathery.
Rhododendrons are found in many countries throughout the world, and used extensively in landscaping. There are many species of rhododendron in varying sizes and colors.
This is one that we've had for many years, and actually it is two plants. They are hardy plants that will provide years of beautiful blossoms.
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
Ups and Downs
Fragile easily broken
Handle with care
Insurance
There is none
Upside down
Inside out
Outside in
Shattered
Tattered
Ripped and torn
Hangs in shreds
In the wind
Bruised and shaken
And then
It stirs
Revived still alive
Rises again
The skies clear
The sun shines
Luck smiles
Once again
Life is good
Posted for One Shot Wednesday
Monday, May 9, 2011
Quote of the Week
The dead should not rule the living - Thomas Jefferson
| Photo credit: Cliff1066 |
This quote is open to other interpretations. Please feel free to share yours in the comment section.
Friday, May 6, 2011
It's Pool Time
She lies in the summer sun along side the pool, a romantic novel shading her face. The cool water sparkles like a thousand diamonds. Her radio is playing fun summer tunes. Every 15 minutes comes the public service announcement, "Time to turn so you don't burn". At this she rises and slowly descends into the water.
This was posted for Friday Flash 55.
This was posted for Friday Flash 55.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
All's Well That Ends Well"
Ever had a day like this?
It was a typical Tuesday morning at the Y. After class, I walked out with my friend, Allie, and when we get to my car (actually hubby's car - yes I'm still driving it), she points at the car. "There's something on your car." I look, not expecting anything out of the ordinary, and see the front bumper with some vertical black streaks - it still didn't register. I say "probably just dirt and some bird poop."
"Hey, there's a note under your wiper" (which is usually an advertisement or someone looking to convert sinners). It read "Someone hit your car...I didn't get the plate #."
When I looked at the car again, this is what I saw.
![]() |
| Sad face! Hey, I was just punched in the nose. |
Although I didn't know it at the time, the lady who had the misfortune of backing into the car, was inside at the front desk trying to figure out how to find me. By the time she came back out to get the license number, I'd already left.
Sometimes you get lucky though, and things aren't as bad as they seem at first. Here is the after picture.
![]() |
| I'm so happy I can smile again! |
Little Miss Linda
Had a little Bender
She hated the new curves and sway
When along came a mender
Who straightened her fender
Now she’s smiling away!
As a result of the little "bender", I met a nice young woman who treated me to lunch as an apology for hitting the car. Accidents do happen, and all's well that ends well.
Monday, May 2, 2011
Quote of the Week
I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read and all the friends I want to see.
- John Burroughs
Too often the busyness of our lives overwhelms our senses, and we become bogged down in the daily grind. We need to adorn our lives with a little more of that which is precious to us, whether it is enjoying a good book, taking a long walk though the woods, or simply letting the sun shine upon our faces.
Friday, April 29, 2011
His Name is "Moe"
"So what are you going to name your new friend?" Tommy's mom asked.
"Moe", he answered without hesitation.
"Why?"
"I don't know, he just looks like a Moe."
"Moe", he answered without hesitation.
"Why?"
"I don't know, he just looks like a Moe."
"Hey Moe" called Tommy. The little puppy's ears perked up and he wagged his tail. "See, he likes it" shouted Tommy as Moe bounded toward his friend.
Posted for Friday Flash 55.
Note: Little Tommy is a fictional character.
Artwork from the Open Clip Art Library
Artwork from the Open Clip Art Library
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Nursery Rhyme Redo: Little Miss Muffet
![]() |
| Image source: smallacornsnz.blogspot.com |
Little Miss Muffet
Collapsed on her tuffet
She hated curds and whey
When the little ol' spider
Sat down beside her
She gave her curds away.
Collapsed on her tuffet
She hated curds and whey
When the little ol' spider
Sat down beside her
She gave her curds away.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Quote of the Week
Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees.
- John Muir
Nature and it's wonder is all around us. From the forests and valleys to the highest peaks, from the deserts to the oceans, we experience one continuous cycle of life.
Last week we celebrated Earth Day with our focus on preserving our natural resources. Let's make every day, Earth Day!
Last week we celebrated Earth Day with our focus on preserving our natural resources. Let's make every day, Earth Day!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)


























.jpg)
