I’m Done Talking About My Age … Almost

0081 sally omalleyA few posts ago, I wrote a bit about aging and my struggle to accept the harsh reality that not only am I getting older every day, but that I’m going to continue to do so for the rest of my life..

Remember how long things used to take? The march to birthday number sixteen took forever, but finally getting your hands on that driver’s license was well worth it. And for a while, you didn’t even mind that you became to go-to person for family and household errands. You could have been handed a shopping list for a Immodium, Depends, Preparation-H, Vagisil, Ducolax, Pamprin, Lotrimin, Monistat, Odor Eaters, Stool Softener, Glycerine suppositories and a selection of douches from the Summer’s Eve Spring Fragrance collection, and you’d happily fill that order as long as you got to drive to the pharmacy to do it. Continue reading →

The WCOID – Day 6, On The Traveling Jesus

0035 number 6 2The Writing Challenge of Indeterminate Duration – Day 6
Tell a complete stranger about a beloved family tradition

Although I’m from what I consider a traditional family – – mom, dad, house in the suburbs, 2.5 children (my younger brother was born without his right-side, it’s not something we generally talk about), we didn’t have many traditions when I was growing up and we have even fewer now. We tried to Continue reading →

The WCOID – Day 4, On Spontaneously Combusting Trousers

The Writing Challenge of Indeterminate Duration – Day 4
Write about something you know nothing about. Make it all up

I though0033 TWCOID - Day 4t that today was going to be the first time I ventured outside the pages of my book for a post prompt, because every random page I landed on had suggestions that were serious or depressing . . . Continue reading →

Am I Up To The Challenge?

I’ve been away from Blogville for almost a year and a half; but not because I wanted to be. Part of the problem is that my blog was doing fairly well (at least by my standards), and I basically choked. Remember when you were a kid and you’d learned some new stunt (riding a bike, doing a cartwheel, riding a skateboard) and wanted to have an audience to show off for? As soon as there were eyes on you though, the only tricks you could do were “I think it’s broken” and “That’s gonna need stitches.” It was kind of like that, just with less blood and fewer x-rays.
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Let Me Entertain You

0027 Versatile Blogger

Let me do a few tricks

Some old and then some new tricks

I’m very versatile …

Sweet fancy Moses! First the Liebster Award and now this! Does my awesomeness know no bounds? I’d like to thank the lovely and talented Amanda at Write in the Wrong Way for this award. She smokes, she drinks, she swears and she’s a soccer mom! If we could just do something about her heterosexuality and that pesky husband of hers

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And The Nominees Are …

0025 LiebsterMany thanks to fixatedann at Randomly Speaking Unorthodoxly for nominating me for the Liebster Award. I must admit that at first I thought it was the Lieber Award and that my friend Steffen, aka The Lieber Boy, had decided to toss me a blogging bone. So imagine how thrilled I was to discover that this is an actual nomination Continue reading →

The Gift That Keeps On Giving

What do you give the Baroness who has everything? Looking out across the rolling green hills of my barony and pondering the many treasures filling the rooms of my stately manor, that rhetorical question might turn intimidating. What indeed? Despite my vast wealth, collections of ancient artifacts, priceless jewels, rare art and mint, in-the-box Facts Of Life dolls, one person remains undaunted, undeterred and unafraid – my best friend, Gillette, a consummate giver of gifts. Continue reading →

War of Words

0021 War of wordsI handed my mom a printed copy of my blog post Killing Time. “Here,” I say. “Read this.”

“What is it?”

“Something I wrote for my blog.”

“Your what?”

“My blog. Remember? We agreed I’d print the parts you’re allowed to read so you wouldn’t have to see the stuff you Continue reading →

Monkey Business

I blog hoping to be read. In that respect I don’t think I’m different from any of you. Or, maybe I am. Maybe some of you write simply for the joy of it and, knowing that hard-drives crash and journals spontaneously combust, choose to launch your work out into the safety of the blogosphere where no such calamity can befall it.

I, however, am a slave to praise and recognition. I carefully consider my topics. Are they funny or thought provoking? Will my readers Like the post and leave Comments? Or will it languish unacknowledged, whispering everybody hates me until I can bury it and hide my shame under newer posts? Continue reading →