Adventures and Misadventures in Boulder, Colorado
Although I noticed the weather this morning, it took me a while, a lot more than a while, to discover my plumage. After laughing, I wondered if it was a sign or a bizarre twist of fate. Should I play the lottery? Would this be my lucky day? What if editing a fantasy thriller unlocked... Continue Reading →
Every year I try to avoid the crazy stress of the the holidays and recapture the magic of Christmas. "Oh, sure," you're thinking. With the cards and the decorating, when do I have time? I have my moments when I am swept up and experience that wonderful feeling where anything is possible. You can too.... Continue Reading →
Most think being haunted requires a creaky old house where a person died unexpectedly. The shock of a fall, suicide, or murder traps them between our world and the next. They believe these lost souls spend their days shackled to a place and a moment in time. That’s not always how it happens. My house... Continue Reading →
Roxy is a hunter. If you looked at her body, you’d say, “Nah, I don’t believe it.” She’s pretty puny with front legs about eight inches long. Believe it. She has been known to take down grasshoppers and the occasional mouse. In the beginning of the summer, she had been outside for quite a while.... Continue Reading →
The first Sunday in June is National Cancer Survivor Day. I first heard about it through Facebook when Lynn Kelley posted a photo from a get-together in California. August McLaughlin “embellished” this photo when I had a double boobectomy (mastectomies) in 2013. Lynn Kelley, me, Debra Eve, August McLaughlin, and Debra Kristi. Four thoughts hit me... Continue Reading →
Life can be ironic. I was just thinking about the correlation between dancing and blog views. Then this photo challenge appeared. Really! I've snow danced, rain danced and dance bombed. I've danced after finishing my handmade Christmas cards and before Polar Plunging. I've danced on New Year's Eve and at Two Jews and a Blonde. Then... Continue Reading →
You’ve seen them, disheveled and disoriented people who mutter or sometimes curse at no one in particular. They are upset by others, both invisible and only seen in their mind. Their conversation may have taken place years ago only to be acted out again and again. I talk to myself all the time. I blame... Continue Reading →
Last Tuesday at Making the Days Count, I shared a little irony about the first record I bought. No, it's not Carole King's Tapestry, although my hair looked like that for a while. Stop by and check out what I used to illustrate at the VA Hospital and how six degrees of separation can become one. Read... Continue Reading →
Imagine living without the internet, television, or electricity. It's hard, right? My dad, Ed McCartan, grew up in such a place; A farm located miles away from the closest town, Lake Five, Wisconsin. He went to school in the classic one-room school house and graduated, the only one in his class. Although he is quick... Continue Reading →
I had to share a photo of one of my favorite ghoulish costumes. I was going for ghostly bride and my sister, Patty, was the Grim Reaper. The funny thing about costumes, you forget you're wearing tons of makeup! It's not to late to Use Me and Abuse Me at my Haunted Halloween Blog Party.... Continue Reading →
Susie Lindau's Wild Ride 