Brown spots on your lawn? Want to enrich your grass? Not to worry! That’s nothing a little Listerine, Pepsi, and Budweiser can’t solve for you! Looking up a DIY lawn fertilizer, I was surprised to find the recipe called for 1 can of not-diet soda, 1 can beer, 1/2 cup dish soap, 1/2 cup ammonia,Continue reading “Be Nice”
Category Archives: Writings
Baby One More Time
I’m not a fan of time; that clock on the wall’s just a ticking time bomb. Today when a friend was an hour late to a zoo play date, I about lost my shit, but I also recall when I was in Costa Rica, where time is que sera sera; if a person wasn’t atContinue reading “Baby One More Time”
Mirror Mirror
Forehead wrinkles wink non-stop at me in the mirror, but I don’t think they’re cute. The aging process has been doing its thing for years, but recently, it’s boring its initials in me. How often am I looking at myself anyway? After a 10-minute face lotion, makeup, and brushing my hair routine, this thought calmed me.Continue reading “Mirror Mirror”
A Sunny Day: A Writing Exercise
Get outside. Find a nice place to sit in a comfy lawn chair or grass, and take a minute with your surroundings. Really breathe it in. What does the sun feel like on your skin? What does the breeze taste like? What colors do you see, and what sounds remind you that the world isContinue reading “A Sunny Day: A Writing Exercise”
Action, Action, We Want Action
Dave Matthews Band’s “Crush” swirls its chill, head-bopping vibe in the room. An email notification slides at the top right of my computer screen, and I scan it and catch its drift. Another homeowner is able and willing to join the committee my husband Dave is spearheading to protect the waterways that run into theContinue reading “Action, Action, We Want Action”
Enough Already
Why does every post need to be perfect and award-winning worthy? I feel compelled to highlight everything I’ve written and delete it. I wish my bar could be right-sized instead of never attainable-sized. My fear cares most about another person’s perception of me; is the way I think acceptable to them? My fear wants meContinue reading “Enough Already”
What’s In A Name
I’m impressed. Inputting a few directives into the AI program everyone’s talking about spat out seven ideas for the name of my book. I pick three. I’m still in the editing process of my book. After taking the reader on a roller coaster ride in the first two pages it slows and provides space forContinue reading “What’s In A Name”
The Lorax
The hammock is my new favorite product for photo-gawking reviews at Amazon. As one person lamented how unbalanced it was, two others -with picture proof- showed themselves on it; one was a mother snuggling her infant and another was a crazy-haired, likely drunk Jimmy Buffett listening guy, slightly blurred, from catching his image mid-swing. AsContinue reading “The Lorax”
A Doggonit Day
My thoughts are a log jam damming up the flow of my mind. In trying to simplify the complicated mess relationships can be, I got stuck. Mostly I feel bad about myself. Like, who am I anyway, just a pompous, egotistical slime bag. A wee dramatic, perhaps? But that’s how my self-talk works; it backsContinue reading “A Doggonit Day”
Dew Duck Day
My brown duck came over and let me pet her; the dew of morning was fresh on her back, and the silky cool feathers felt nice on my hand. Post yesterday’s guilt for a $5 Wendy’s lunch, I decided not to repeat the mistake today; hence the strongly desired coffee and a breakfast sandwich fromContinue reading “Dew Duck Day”
Going On 40 