Sunday Morning Musings

Do you ever feel like if you don’t speak, write or scream you may explode? And you’re not exactly sure what you want to say? Or write? Or scream? That’s how I’ve felt most of this pleasant Sunday morning. Something itching under the surface, roiling under the skin and slamming around the edges of my skull. It’s maddening actually, because it isn’t tangible. It’s just……there.

Out of the Ordinary

Life can get pretty ordinary. Work, shower, eat, sleep, repeat. It can drive someone insane, if they stop long enough to think about it. As Johann von Goethe said “A man can stand anything except a succession of ordinary days.” Although in 2020, I don’t think there have been very many days that could be…

Squirrel for Hire

I suck at math.  On a primal, dismal, below the surface level.  Adding and subtracting are important so you can check your bank accounts.  Fractions are important when you’re baking cakes.  Simple fractions that is, like 1/4, 1/2, 3/4 and MAYBE a sneaky 1/3 or 2/3 if you feel like getting fancy.  Division is important…

Broken Silence & Progress

June of 2018 was my last post.  Two Thousand Eighteen!  Over a year and a half ago.  My how time does fly.  I’m unsure of where to go from here.  I’m tempted to reflect on those 18 months of silence.  And I’m tempted to shut them away, tucked back for another day and time.  There…

Just keep swimming

Hey y’all!  It’s Sunday morning, about 7:54.  Okay, it’s not ‘about 7:54’.  It IS 7:54.  My husband and step-son just left for Kingsville and will be gone a week.  My littlest person, while awake, has been sent on a chore mission.  And I am off work today.  From all my jobs.  This never happens. I…

In Defense of a Waitress

Good morning everyone!  I have something to share with all of you that has been weighing on my heart this past week.  Mostly, I try to keep this blog to light-hearted stories, recipes, nature pictures and such.  I am not a fan of soap boxes or high horses.  But today, I am jumping on my…

New Year

Can you believe it is almost February?  An entire month into 2018.  The holidays and past month have been somewhat of a blur, time really does seem to travel faster the older you get.  The last time I wrote to you it was opening day of deer season.  I’m sorry to report I did not…

Boys vs Girls OR The Great Placemat Problem

There is a lot of hype about gender these days.  Boys, girls, men, women, other, used to be, identify with both, whatever.  I am a girl.  Or, at nearly 35 years old I guess I should call myself a woman.  But that just sounds funny to me.  I identify with ‘girl’.  So there!  Ha!  I…

Wasp~A short and horrible ode

Once upon a time there was a girl.  She had a wooden bench on her porch and a dirty front door.  She decided to clean the front door.  The wasp housed under the wooden bench decided to attack.  The husband spat tobacco on the sting.  The friend drowned it in essential oils.  The piano teacher…

My Sofa and Sugar Cube

I am sitting on my new-to-me sofa.  It is in my new living room and I’m staring at a blank wall that will one day house a book shelf, television, various geodes, paintings and an elk shed or two.  Two only if I find another one, ha!  I have the internet.  It is amazing.  We aren’t…