When I was little I liked nothing better than to curl up in my bed, in a chair, on my mother's lap and hear a story. It didn't matter if it was read from a book, a story from my parents' childhood or a story made up on the spot. I loved to hear a … Continue reading tell me a story…
whatever, you can’t read this anyway…
I am thrilled, absolutely thrilled with all the work I've put into the Strange Love Live site lately. I went to WordCamPDX and soaked up information like a sponge. I called on friends and acquaintances for info when I didn't know how to do something difficult and technical (or even painfully simple). I pressed through … Continue reading whatever, you can’t read this anyway…
oh shit: my journey to IP4 part 1
As Mike was getting dinner ready I walked through the dining room. There on the sideboard our laptops sat side by side, mine white and appley, his black and PCy. His computer made some sort of ringing tweety noise and I peeked at it to see if it was email from a friend who was … Continue reading oh shit: my journey to IP4 part 1
talk about it…
It seems like far more people are having sex than are talking about it. I base this completely unfounded statement on the fact that there are babies being born everyday but I only know a few people who are willing and able to talk about sex and sexual acts without going red, white or green … Continue reading talk about it…
common scents…
Every night before I go to bed I put on perfume. Every night. I little on my throat, a little on each wrist just before I turn off the light and lay my head on the pillow. I started this habit a couple of years ago when Mike gave me a bottle of perfume that … Continue reading common scents…
why I’m writing this post…
The bait. It's been a long week for me (and as I write this it's only Tuesday night). There's a lot going on but I'm too tired to enjoy it or do many of the happenings justice. But I had to have a post. I just couldn't go to bed without a post. What's my … Continue reading why I’m writing this post…
the bio
What is it about the bio section of anything, anything at all, that sends me reeling? I can talk about myself until I'm blue in the face, and I do, here, everyday... But put the word "bio" on a page and then expect me to fill it out? Ah hellz no! Normally I'll just skip … Continue reading the bio
communication
We have a large wood table in our dining room. It seats 6 comfortably but we've gotten 10 people around it a time or two. It's home to family meals, friendly chats, art projects, pumpkin carving, other things... Right now I sit at one end of it, my beloved dining table. Mike sits at the … Continue reading communication
questioning my sanity
Last year as soon as Halloween was through I hunkered down in front of my computer and did the unthinkable. The unbelievable. The completely unreasonable. I wrote a novel from start to finish in the month of November. Actually I finished one day early and that one day early... it was the only thing that … Continue reading questioning my sanity
bloggy inservice day?
My daughter is home from school today for a teacher inservice day. Do you know what this means? It means I can turn off my alarm clock. No alarm clock... as a matter of fact hold on a moment will you, I'm going to reach over and pick that little green wobbling clock up off … Continue reading bloggy inservice day?
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