Category Archives: REALITY

…to mess up my newly registered brain (like the scarecrow, as David suggests in his comment). Well, a hundred and forty-eight dollars later (at 125/hr–the parts were 15), the pipe is fixed.  After a third reinstall of Win XP on … Continue reading → Continue reading →

…so shall you reap.  Picked the first cucumbers from the garden the other day.  One ended up in soup along with a severe overdose of fresh cilantro from the garden as well.  The  other cucumbers were sliced and marinated in … Continue reading → Continue reading →

If five customers come in on the same day, they will also come within the same half hour. I cannot drive around to four towns, making nine stops, and be back home within forty-five minutes. I am in fact seventeen … Continue reading → Continue reading →

As the rooms are emptied of the clutter, and as the garden clutters up with growth to hide the brown dirt floor, I sense a calmer, satisfying substance flow within my veins, hear a murmur rather than a roar.  But … Continue reading → Continue reading →

How be the life without the care, no worry ever nor the joy?  Smooth and straight the road, no signs nor lights and none are needed and the horizon clearly seen to break the time.  The end of journey seen … Continue reading → Continue reading →

You never know where you’ll find a bit of wisdom, although AARP Magazine should by it’s nature (at least as believed in some circles!) be a likely place.  But this, in the Sept/Oct 2005 issue: "The first half of life … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Cooling my heels, healing the sick parts of pc’s.  Crawling around on the floor getting wrapped up in wires and blowing dust off as I entangle myself in the mess that is my mainstay of remaining in contact with the … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Oh!  Oh! Just saw my man Willie on the Tonight Show and he wasn’t wearing a wedding ring!  And New York’s only about an hour and a half from my house!  And Jim’s still away… Continue reading →

Headache pounding, stomach growling in retort to eating naught but scallops, cherries, ice cream for four days.  Stress level on red alert, the glass is cracked and so am I, unsuccessful, trying hard and reaching but unable to complete the … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I realize that this may be in poor taste, but it was just too funny not to share.  While the husband’s away, I’ve got computer parts decorating the kitchen table.  Hard drive, floppy and CD drives, tools, screws and widgets, … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Can’t help it; the words echo in my head.  After five years of study and a month with my husband home every day, today’s final close to the degree and my husband’s early morning takeoff to PA gives me an … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I wash my hands of the despair of life.  Headlines screaming cars that play at ninety miles an hour; the game called by skids and screams and the solid stillness of a tree.  Across the sea more cars and bigger … Continue reading → Continue reading →

First, let me say that while there are most definitely small town politics here (just ask me some time about trying to get a sign put out on my shop and the b.s. I went through until I got creative … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Finish final course and frame degree.  Put back books finished to the bookcase, count: when ten are gone from hearth, hit shopping cart at amazon.com–I’m halfway there.  Iron, iron, iron, take down curtains, wash and iron.  Speaking of, sew drapes … Continue reading → Continue reading →