Category Archives: REALITY

Well, Husband got me as far as the walkway, and I got me the rest of the way shovelling into my barn, burrowing through the deep snow like the voles I hate so much. Meanwhile, they probably spent the night … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I’m really bummed out. I know this will mean nothing to most of you, and I wholeheartedly agree that it is infinitesimally minor in the grand scheme, or even in my own life, but I broke a bowl this evening. … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Just a quickie, and I wish I could stay and finish this but I truly must get into the shop…and warm up that computer before it will work. But I wanted to plant this seed for myself that sprouted in … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Being one week mentally late in preparing for the busiest season of my work, I’m planning ahead now and have assured myself that the frameshop is well supplied with Band-Aids. Normally by Christmas Day I am wearing three to four … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Uh-oh. A morning walk confirmed my worst fears. I have lost sight of the row of twenty-something tiny 4″peach trees I so carefully moved around in the garden into a row in Spring. Without their leaves, I cannot find them … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I just spent the last hour and a half running around a large campus trying to find where I’d left my coat and blanket, and trying to buy a pack of cigarettes. Missed most of a class because we’d switched … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I’m so tired, Lord, so very tired. Trying to keep up with the demands of house and work and school but trying to overcome the need to write. In a previous post I mentioned the Oracle that gave me the … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Last night’s to-do was only marred by not-so-great food, although this is in truth the main standard by which I judge most receptions, nights out, even trips and vacations! Our honeymoon was described as a lobsterfest as we ate our … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Tonight I turn into a butterfly. With three dresses to choose from–a filmy creamy cloud, a floral fantasy, or a demure and devilish (copyright, Michael Jackson) black–I get to transform myself into a goddamned girl! Rather a woman, I guess, … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Well, the turkey’s a pile of bones that buzzards couldn’t get a meal off of, the leftover pies were sent home with my father, my sister took a bowl of my stuffing because she claims it tastes like the way … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Missed the early morning intelligent discourse time segment of my mind, and it was wasted cleaning the bathroom and the clutter from the other rooms in preparation for the family’s descent upon the premises. I wander from one room to … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I’m getting more family-oriented as I get older, and perhaps have learned to include them more in my life instead of roaming around the edges like some outlaw lured by prairies to spend just little bits of life in desert … Continue reading → Continue reading →