When I was younger I had a cassette player. Maybe it was called a “deck”, a cassette deck. After the Mr. Microphone 8-Track, but before the Boom Box that I got for Christmas. This middle music machine was just a one deck cassette player. It was black, had a handle and when I pushed eject the…
Granted it was all balancing on a relaxing weekend, but with car and laundry clean, I was optimistic. Five minutes into the Monday commute, a gooey glop hit my shiny weekend window. Fragile is the state that simple bird crap can topple. Prompt this week…Why do birds suddenly appear?
I had to buy a new pair of spin shoes. I mean I guess I didn’t have to, but the ones I have are almost a year old and they’re not as pretty as some of the other shoes in class. They’re losing their structure, they’re a little sloppy. For those of you that don’t…
Jelly beans are evil. I innocently bought a big tub of Jelly Bellies. I have three children, three baskets, I need a lot of jelly beans. Yes, I still do baskets even though my “children” are 20, 17 and 14. Don’t judge. I bought them, I planned ahead and patted myself on the back. Then…
They still have drinking fountains at the symphony. I went to see Bond and Beyond last night. As the name suggests, it’s music from the James Bond movies and some other spy sounding music they threw in. The Phoenix Symphony knows what they are doing and the woman singing was sensational. I think it’s the first time I’ve…
This is important. This post is number 300. For the 300th time I am sitting at my computer to write a post about something in or on my mind. This one needs to be good, it needs to inspire. This is a milestone. Now that I think about it, three hundred is not really that…
I may have missed my chance to be rich and famous. Maggie came home tonight and informed me that if I just wrote books like the one she started reading today, I would be famous and rich and people would love me. Wow, I was a little taken aback by her enthusiasm, but Maggie doesn’t…
I am wild. Not in that sense, although I can get pretty whirly after some good tequilla. I’m not risky or dangerous wild, it’s more that I prefer wild. I like things, people, animals in their natural place. I’m never inclined to manicure or box stuff up, frame it, or put it under glass. How…
Bah, bah, black sheep have you any wool? I woke up this morning with those words running through my mind. I’m pretty sure this could be the first step on the slippery slope to the crazy house. My brain kept saying it over and over again, while I made lunches, got dressed and even while…