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14
Jun
2015

ING*

Reading: Re-reading golden oldies…Diana Wynne Jones’ YA fantasies. She was amazing. Listening: The last artists I found and added to my Spotify list are Jess Penner and Natalie Prass. Melodic and delightful! Thinking: About writing to-do lists, haha! Smelling: Nothing. I can never smell anything because I am apparently permanently stuffed up. *sigh* Wishing: The pansies would last even longer but I’m guessing it’s about time to start re-potting. Planning: The things that still need to be taken care of before our trip. Wearing: Capri pants and no-sleeve shirts (even though it was really too cold for them today). Loving:...

10
Jun
2015

WHIRRRRRRR

Martin: (from the other room) What’s a “more”? Liz: How do you spell it? Martin: M-O-R-E Liz: Oh. It’s the values or ethical standards of society. Martin: Like a norm? Liz: More or less. Liz: *giggles madly* Liz: See what I did there? Martin: *sigh* It’s the last week of school. Both Martin and Karin are done on Friday and summer vacation begins. Remember that feeling? The whole sunny summer stretching out in front of you? Days at the pool, evenings playing blindman’s bluff and statues on the lawn, visits to grandparents, freezers full of Fla-Vor-Ice popsicles. Mmmmmm yummy grape...

18
Feb
2015

MILLION-DOLLAR IDEA (emphasis on the ILL)

Still haven’t been feeling up to snuff this week and yesterday I woke with a bad headache on top of the sort-of head cold that won’t go away, and an earache that had started the night before and caused me to sleep poorly, so I stayed home from work. I worked today but I definitely still feel sub-par. How many times can you blow your nose before there’s nothing left but a large seeping hole in your face? Honestly. One of my colleagues said, when she saw me in the office, “You don’t look sick at all!” “Ha!” I groused....

17
Jan
2015

LATE ON A LAZY SATURDAY

I was gonna write more. I WAS writing more. And then suddenly days go by and I haven’t written, though you know, there are LOTS of posts…in my head. Some days there just isn’t anything to write about. And some days even if there is I can’t be bothered. And some days there’s neither. You know, occasionally I can just sit down and start writing and even IF I have nothing to write about, I will end up with a post. Like now. I’m doing it right now. RIGHT THIS MINUTE, in fact. That said, it certainly does NOT mean...

02
Jan
2015

THINGS I WANT TO WRITE ABOUT

How great my husband is How great my kids are How much I miss my family What I do for a living Why I write here This wonderful world Things I like Things I dislike Things I think about a lot Funny things said in my hearing Pictures from my past and what they mean to me Books I’m reading Stuff I have to get done Friends and what they mean to me All the things I’m looking forward to Lists that are meaningless to anyone but me … Oh, wait… I’m already writing about all these things. What do...

10
Nov
2014

THE ANTI-BUCKET LIST

Things I hope never to do before I die Eat squid or snails or bugs Go blind Wear stilettos “Misplace” another IUD Become a victim of identity theft Pierce any part of my body Stop telling my husband I love him every day Throw up in public Develop an allergy to gluten Catch an STD Bungee-jump Take up smoking Learn to appreciate wine Be stung by a scorpion Change my behavior because someone might think I’m weird Become a morning person Get over my love for lists Own a glue gun Pass a kidney stone Run out of things to...

07
Apr
2013

PLANNING IS BRINGING THE FUTURE INTO THE PRESENT*

You’ll be surprised, I’m sure, to hear that I have a crazy week ahead. ALERT THE MEDIA! Something every day! Something every night! This kind of thing NEVER happens. Heh. We went to see Oz the Great and Powerful tonight with my cousin Cate and her daughter, whom we haven’t seen since forever ago. It was a last minute decision, but I’ve been wanting to see the movie since I heard about it, so I was excited, and the opening credits were quite clever and I was thrilled and then: meh. Terrible acting, stupid side bits, glurge and ridiculousness. SO...

21
Aug
2012

ROAD TO HELL

I haven’t written about the hay bales and how they glow like giant golden random bocce balls in the fields. Or how the fields themselves have gone from rippling oceans of thigh-high grasses to overturned, churned chocolate earth. I haven’t written about how time has speeded up again and thrown me full-speed into autumn even though the trees have yet to turn. I haven’t written about the rosy color across Karin’s cheeks from days spent on the soccer field and the funny conversations Martin and I keep having. I haven’t written about how upset I was over the hackity haircut...

09
May
2012

MILLIONS, MEANDERING, MEMORABLES

I wonder if anyone has ever counted how many greens there are in spring? 20? a hundred? MILLIONS? Every tree that CAN flower, is. Fields of grass are blowing in the wind, like wavy green oceans. Even the grasses alongside the roads are long enough to dance in the breeze. Anders ripped up and re-did the “vegetable garden” which, most years, grows an untidy tangle of weeds for us, and re-planted 2 of the raspberry bushes, 2 wild strawberries and EIGHTEEN baby strawberry plants from our neighbor. If they all fruit and the cherry tree does well, I will be...

07
Nov
2011

CHOOSE ONE!

pen/paper or fingers/keyboard? rings on your fingers or rings on your toes? thank yous: written or verbal? touch-typist or hunt & pecker? stamps you lick or stamps you stick? reading the last page of a book to find out what happens or reveling in the anticipation? puppies or kittens? bookmarks or dog-ears? repetitive noises: irritating as hell or musical accompaniment? reading group guides: helpful or pretentious? Greek gods or Roman gods? ambition, distraction, uglification or derision?* hug or handshake? tortoise or hare? yeller or reasoner? Christmas or Halloween? poetry or prose? debit or credit? snakes/snails/puppydogtails or sugar/spice/everythingnice? Melodifestivalen or Idol?...

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