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Imagine your alarm clock blaring "Margaritaville." You roll over sleepily and hit the snooze button until the alarm is now blaring "Bad Moon Rising." Reluctantly, you roll over and actually turn the alarm to the OFF position, then stretch, rub your eyes, and flip the covers off your nice snug frame. Next, you slide into your slippers and shuffle off to the kitchen for a cup of coffee. If you have a smart coffee maker, the coffee is ready and waiting for you to simply add desired flavor enhancer… Continue

Well, now I have not only neglected to blog daily, but I have missed a week in my weekly blog entry. I shall remedy that now... Yesterday was Mother's Day. Since I am a mother, it was my day. The problem with that is that the rest of the world continues as if it were any other Sunday, and life obligations do not stop to bow down to Mother's Day. I had work to do, since we are moving to a new state soon, and packing waits for no Mother. In the morning, I got a card and the nice wishes, and then… Continue

Things That I Remember (3) Well, every day is simply not going to happen any time soon, but every Monday is something I can commit to, at least! This week, I did not have a specific memory in mind, but I rattled around in my head a bit and found one. When I was about five years old, I had a back yard of rock for a short time. There were small gravel rocks and larger white landscaping rocks with shiny glints of quartz in them. I had a set of three or four tiny glass bottles that I absolutely lo… Continue

Well, it's Memories Monday again; where did the week go? My ambitious plan to add a post every day has certainly failed to make it into action! I was taking photos of my daughter's feet in some puddles a few days ago, and it made me think about when I was a child and loved to jump in puddles and play in the rain. These days, I seldom allow myself time to engage in such silly fun, and I began by telling my daughter to "stop that and go inside, you're going to get dirty." Really, what difference d… Continue

I was lying on the couch under the cooler yesterday afternoon after doing a LOT of housework, and moving furniture and whatnot, and I was reminded of when I was a child and I would lie on my grandmother's bed right near the water cooler. The noise of the fan blades was comfortable and soothing, and the drip drip drip of the water had a hypnotic effect. I loved to lie there by the cooler and close my eyes and wonder what the future had in store. Funny how the wondering is often so much more inter… Continue