When memories of unmet holiday expectations arise, remember this is 2020, the year of COVID-19. This could be the best holiday season EVER! Click for a funny take on the holidays.
What Marie Kondo Didn’t Tell Me
Are you familiar with the KonMari Method organizing revolution? I watched a couple of episodes on Netflix and soon became skeptical of what Marie Kondo didn't tell me. I first time I heard Marie Kondo's name mentioned was in an awe-inspiring way by my daughter, Courtney, and my son's girlfriend, Leksy. Since I'm a packrat of the... Continue Reading →
The Intelligence And Stupidity Of Spring
Have you noticed your trees, shrubs, and plants perking up after the long winter? Well, some of mine are really stupid. See that crabapple on the right? It is showing superior intelligence. Here in Boulder, the month of March is generally our snowiest preceding an April where buds burst into brilliant spring color. But March... Continue Reading →
Twelve Warning Signs The Holidays Have Taken Over
The holidays are never perfect. It's a hectic time of year and somehow they always take over my life. Although I dream of a wonderful holiday where everything has been carefully planned and executed. Stockings hang near a roaring fire. Wrapped presents are piled high around a decorated tree. Family and friends gather round the... Continue Reading →
I Crushed It. Now What Will I Do? I’m Addicted.
I wrote 50,000 words in 23 days to win NaNoWriMo or National Novel Writing Month. Yeah baby! I happy danced and then cried a little when the NaNoWriMo Team sent a YouTube Video with their congratulations. Every day in November, I woke up and felt driven. Writing in the morning worked the best for me,... Continue Reading →
Get Ready Before It’s Too Late!
"Red sky at morning gives sailors first warning." This photo was taken today! A blustery Rocky Mountain wind pummeled our house all night and is still thrashing our trees causing their remaining leaves to tumble like autumnal rain. A change in the weather is coming. Meteorologists have been predicting this storm like salivating dogs staring... Continue Reading →
An Open Letter From My Boobs
Dear Susie Lindau, For thirteen months, we’ve hung out in our new residence behind your pectoral muscles. It has taken us a while to get used to the cramped quarters, but we are adjusting. We understand you are trying to make us feel at home. Although, we totally appreciate the effort, sometimes, you freak us... Continue Reading →
Traveling North by Plane, Car, Boat, Bike, Foot, and Hooves
My husband, Danny, and I wrapped up a wild summer filled with travel by heading to Michigan for a wedding. Knowing this would entail a variety of transportation, our children opted out. They couldn't take the vacation time. After an uneventful flight (Yeah!) from Denver to Detroit, we rented a car and drove up north... Continue Reading →
The Lost Art of Whistling
The organic use of communication called the whistle has been around for a while. The original tweet probably was expressed by a caveman. He may have accidentally whistled while dashing home for supper. Later, it alerted his clan to imminent danger, meaning, "Dude! Look out for those crazed and hungry mastodons behind you!" Dinosaurs are... Continue Reading →
An Open Letter to My Boobs
Dear Bionic Boobs, I know you've been adjusting to your new digs since the reconstruction surgery seven months ago. I've protected you from wild elbows, supported you with a bra, and exercised you by smooshing you girls together. (Doctor's orders.) You seem happy enough and pretty perky. I do have some concerns. One night, I... Continue Reading →