And, yes, even now, there’s no lack of crap. I know that this is a shocking revelation, but some of the so-called literature in many grade school literature books is crap squeezed between two covers.
Attention my Most Excellent Readers: My Twitter account is up and running– as far as I can tell. Here was my plan of action: Throughout the past week, I’ve been jotting down in my notebook all the things I would’ve said aloud if someone where actually listening. I like what I’ve got so far. I
So, I walked into my room last night and looked at my bed and thought, What the heck? Honestly, I shouldn’t be surprised. It’s always the same issue. My mornings look like this: I stare at my closet trying to figure out which type of a mood I’m in. I settle on something, and I
So I grew up in the age of Girl Power. Us girls were told that we could do anything, be anything. We were presented with posters of women playing sports and dressed in astronaut gear. We were shown women in suits. Power suits with shoulder pads. You didn’t mean business if you didn’t have shoulder
Don’t you just love those people who are such storytellers that, even when you inform him or her that you’ve heard the story told before, he says, “Shut up and listen to my story,” and just keeps telling it? And we always end up smiling at the same parts, rolling our eyes, laughing out loud, calling out “Oh, whatever!” at
I went to the thrift store this weekend. Oh oh. Because this place always manages to take a big slice of my paycheck, it’s a place I’ve been avoiding lately. My whole house is thrift shop modern vintage, and I don’t know if that’s an actual design style, but it’s what I’ve got. It’s what I represent. There’s a messiness
A few years ago, I would’ve described myself as an eternally optimistic go-getter. I actually wasn’t that at all, but that was the way that I saw myself. A spontaneous adventurer. The reality is that I was afraid of taking chances. Real chances. I was terrified of failure. Any type of failure. Especially public failure.
Write. Write feelings,
write images of
Hello Everyone! I’d like to share with you my plan for a new project. Hopefully I’m not, as is my custom, spreading myself too thin. As many of you know from reading my recent post on Starting Late in fulfilling my dreams of travel, I plan to finally start having the life experiences that I’ve
via Daily Prompt: Lush We often hear the word lush and we think tropical jungles with leaves the size of our chests, and green. That really deep green that seems somehow mature. It’s been living for a while; don’t you dare mess with it. We think lush and we think being surrounded, enclosed, comforted, full.