As my writing sporadically ebbs and flows, sign up so you never miss a post!
Jazz, Peace, Tea Time & Blogging about Borrowing Stuff
I just clicked over to the BlogHer Writing Lab prompt for today because I don't feel my coffee break writing flow coming. I'm going to roll with it even though I got nuthin'.
DWB - it's a thing...
Driving While Black... I remember allowing my brother to drive me around in my 1995 Mitsubishi Eclipse but I seldom let him borrow it. One day I had to run a quick errand to return something to a department store. My brother's friend rode along and I sat in the back seat. When we got to the store, I said, "I'll only be a few minutes" telling him that he didn't need to park. I hopped out of the car and ran into the store. When I came back outside, there was a police car sitting there but I didn't think anything of it. When I got back in the car, my brother had been questioned about whose car he was driving, why he was sitting there and why I ran into the store....
Coffee Break: On Busy Weekends with Family
A daddy visit rarely goes by where he isn't the star of the show on my blog. This post was originally going to be about his particular need to have Amy's pizza on Friday nights and doctoring it to his liking while listening to his music...
Coffee Break: Show & Tell
Today I'm sharing 10 pictures from my cellphone. I rarely share pictures (because it takes too long). There are a lot of food pictures on my cellphone but I'll spare you and skip over most to make a more interesting list.
I wrote something and pissed off no one!
For me writing or not writing is not all about having the time. I've lost quality time worrying about what to write and who was going to read it. It's held me back and it's steered me. I've worried about it being boring, I've worried about being relevant and I've worried about writing too often..
Coffee Break: In A Sentimental Mood #MondayMusings
It's now four days later and I am still carrying over a little "Prince Died" funk. I was putting those feelings aside and then I answered some comments today from my Friday post... thus putting me in a sentimental mood.
Dearly Beloved...
We are gathered here today to get through this thing called life...
Coffee Break: Peace, Writing & Shopping
When I dropped Christopher off today he said, "Mom, you don't have to drop me off RIGHT in front of the door." Thank goodness for that. My spirit is at peace today. And did I mention that jazz is playing?
Take the book. Leave the Cannoli.
I now have a table at B&N and I'm going to be totally bent out of shape if someone else is sitting here when I come in. It's like my own corner of the room to blog from on Monday's and Wednesdays...
Assuming makes a donkey out of you and me
I made it to Barnes & Noble again today with more pep in my step. Christopher was feeling better when I dropped him off at basketball camp and though he still asked me if I was staying, I felt less guilty about saying, "No." Today I brought a book with me because I wasn't sure if I was going to blog and then the title came to me.
On Mom Guilt and Spare Time #MondayMusings
And just like daycare when the caregivers would tell me that he was fine five minutes after I left, I know that Christopher was fine when he ran into the gym. But I still feel guilty about wanting to carve out some me time in the midst of his busy schedule.
Writing withdrawal makes my soul feel like an unwatered plant
I am on a Facebook break again. I stopped getting up at 5:am when the time changed. Not that one has anything to do with the other, but I needed to regroup. Since I lost one hour of my day, my writing mojo went along with it...
Things about me that bother other people
As I sit here to write this post, my toes are curled under my feet. My daddy thinks it looks painful but it's one of those things that I don't realize I'm doing until I've painted my toes.
A Landline Timeline
In 2011, a landline had been a part of my life for 41 years. As I contemplated getting rid of it, I went into a reminiscent trance and my landline life flashed before my eyes...
How Do You Take Your Coffee?
I can only drink black coffee with dessert. Christopher has described the latest edition of The Christopher Chronicles as "delectable", so you might want to give this combo a try. Your coffee may be bitter with no cream or sugar, so you might be spitting it out either way...
I Used to Be A Tomboy
I used to be a tomboy. That girl ceased to exist right around age twelve. The only proof I have of that now is my memory...
A Renounced Stay At Home Mom
It wasn't until Christopher graduated from Pre-K that I officially fell under the umbrella of "stay at home mom" SAHM. I never felt comfortable with that title. Fresh off of the "working mom" boat, I knew how a SAHM was stereotyped. I wasn't going to be "lazy" or "enjoy" what working moms said, "must be nice".
Some things change. Some things remain the same.
Four years ago today I wrote, "I hope I will still be writing in this blog – no matter what." It's kinda cool that I am still here. For better or for worse, for richer or for poorer...
I was inspired by motherhood to be who I am
Alas, I am not the old mother in the shoe, nor have I ever been the type. When asked how come I don't have any more children, I can come up with a whole laundry list of truths.
A Look Inside The Christopher Chronicles 2.0
Christopher's adjective to describe this book is "DELECTABLE" - like DEEE-LICIOUS. Delectable is a word that I thought he made up years ago. The first time he said it, he was being pulled in a wagon by Granddaddy to an ice cream shop. After eating his ice cream, he said, "MMMM DEEEELECTABLE!"