Frolicking in the snow last year.
It is time for another Use Me and Abuse Me Day here on the Wild Ride. This is my way of thanking all of you for reading my blog. It is like having a huge party so all my friends can meet each other!
This is your chance to pick up a few new friends and gain some new subscribers. Abuse me by bringing ONE link to your blog post. If you bring two, you will end up in Spam Prison. Pick an article you think everyone will enjoy reading. After pasting it, write a small hook to entice us to your
If you have a video or book to promote, go for it!
Feel free to introduce yourself to others in my comment section. Say, “Hello! You seem pretty cool! Do you mind if I stop by your place and check it out?” You know what the answer will be. “Of course! Make yourself at home.”
Subscribe to a few blogs and they may subscribe to yours. Tell them, “Susie sent me.” Continue reading
I’ll admit it. I have never done it. It was way too risky for me. Lack of protection and the aftermath if compromised has kept me from the experience. But, I am finally ready. The idea of trying something new is pretty exciting. It will be my first time and then I’ll no longer be a Cyber Virgin.
Cyber Monday which is November 26th, is the official kick-off to on-line holiday sales. This year promises to top previous years in the amount of deals offered and dollars spent. I plan to join in the fun. Continue reading
It’s birthday week at the Lindau’s. From the 11th to the 20th we will celebrate my sister’s, son’s, mother-in-law’s and husband’s special day. Whew! There will be many presents purchased, cakes baked and photographs taken. We are going to celebrate!
Where in the heck did birthday cakes come from anyway? After FSOG (five seconds on Google), I had my answer. Thank you Wikipedia. It was no big surprise. Germany baked the first celebratory cakes in the middle-ages. I wonder if they were German Chocolate or Black Forest. All I know is that they were probably dang tasty judging by the German bakeries I have had the pleasure of knowing intimately.
What about birthday candles? The Greeks made honey cakes and decorated them with candles as an offering to Artemis, the goddess of the moon. Apparently the flame resembled the moon. What? Well maybe if I squint my eyes… Continue reading
This is my first published piece in the Boulder newspaper! I wrote it out of frustration after watching the last blow out and listening to the same old explanations. I have a different take on CU’s football team.
My daughter Courtney and her dance team before the game
An Open Letter to the CU Buffs
I just returned from another disappointing loss; this one against University of Southern California. My husband and I stayed for the whole game as brutal as it was. We are your super fans.
You guys are defeated, deflated and some give the impression of being dejected. It was apparent in your body language and energy after the third touchdown. I just have one question: Why? Continue reading
Filed under Humor, Life, Sports
He had watched her for days.
Sheila crouched over her rose garden, preoccupied with the snipping of dead blossoms. She stood and stretched while running her hands along her lower back.
He slipped behind a tree as she crossed the yard.
After laying the shears on the garage workbench, she stepped inside the house.
He followed. Continue reading
Fog in the Boulder Valley and snow-capped mountains. It must be October!
Do you know what time it is? It’s another Use Me and Abuse Me Day! Yep. It’s that special day when you can use my blog by abusing my comment section to meet some new writers. It’s a virtual blog party!
Go through your posts and pick one you think the guests might enjoy. Paste ONE link (URL), in my comment section. Feel free to include a short “hook” to entice other partiers to come to your place (blog).
That’s when the party begins. As others post their links, mingle with the guests and check them out. Click on their links. Say hello! Introduce yourself. Tell them Susie sent you. Continue reading
October arrived at midnight like a blanket of fog cloaking the twisted path. I woke to this first day with a rekindled primal need deep down inside my core. Lust and longing permeated my senses. I needed an adrenaline rush.
Flooded by memories and covered by goosebumps, I realized there was only one cure.
I had to make a list of my favorite spine-tingling thrillers of all time. Continue reading
Some days I can’t wait until my head hits my pillow. Sometimes I envision a fairy tale before I go to bed in hopes of sweet dreams. Just the thought of sleeping can make my eyelids feel as though a one pound weight is tethered to each eyelash. I climb into bed and slip under the covers until my heavy head rests on something that feels like it’s been run over by a Mack truck. Continue reading