When the Towers came down on September 11 in 2001 most of the images and videos were shared on TV and via email from a few sources on the world wide web.
It was compelling to watch in an anxiety-inducing, heart-wrenching and luring sort of way.
Continue reading “Compelling social media visuals keep you lured for more”
Last night I discovered a new event in town, advertised on social media:
A couple of days ago I had a very vivid dream. I dreamt I found some coins on the front steps of my house. One coin in particular caught my attention because it was unusually big, almost the size of the palm of my hand, yet it had that unmistakable look of money.
Continue reading “Puzzling over meaningful coincidences”
It’s Aquarius season. Happy birthday air sign Aquarius!
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On Sunday I took Tucker to visit mom in the burbs. I had to fill three custom orders for my Etsy shop but all my supplies were at her house, not in my city house, so off we went.
Continue reading “Mixing business and pleasure”
Sometime around the beginning of January I discovered an empty 5-minute gratitude journal on my mom’s bookshelf and asked her about it. Seems it was a gift, but she wasn’t using it.
Continue reading “Writing it down: practicing gratitude with journaling”
Two days of the week when I spend time in the city family house it is my responsibility to take Tucker for his morning walk.
Here’s the issue.
Coffee.
I like coffee in the morning before I start my day. And I like two cups of coffee before I start my day.
Which is, as many people know, a problem when you have a bladder the size of a coffee bean.
Continue reading “Tucker the Beaglehound’s disrupted morning routine”
My son is picking me up in the suburbs tomorrow to take me back to the city. On the way back, we’re going to go shoe shopping. He really needs new shoes. He’s off, not back to school until Friday (don’t ask me… they’re between semesters but the first day back is on a Friday) so I said to him “if not now, when?”.
Ha.
This has been my mantra since I turned 50 which was about a two dozen years ago. (Four years, if you want to know the truth, but it feels longer.)
Continue reading “A short note from my room with a door in the burbs”
Today I lugged some ladders over toward the west hedge to free the peeling bark off a birch tree, which I could see from the window of my bedroom/office.
After I secured the ladder so that it wouldn’t fall and take me over the fence into the neighbour’s yard, I freed the pieces of bark and dropped them on the ground.
This was not a good idea, as it turned out, since there was snow on the ground and I didn’t want my precious bark to get wet.
Continue reading “The birch trees are shedding their bark”
I learned something today: I live in Louisiana. 😀
Did you know this?
Me either.
But according to Facebook Marketplace, this is my location from whence I sell Lego.
Continue reading “Selling Lego mini figures in Belle Chasse, Louisiana”
For the remaining few months I remain here at WordPress.com I will blog like I used to; with storytelling.
To read about my first mishap that day, check out at the gas pump story.
After my latte at Starbucks I browsed Indigo, the huge book store probably resembling a Barnes and Noble, and sat down at one of the tables. It was empty, which was a surprise; all the tables in the coffee shop were taken but no one was reading in the bookshop?
Continue reading “Blogging like I used to: bra and panties fiasco at Winners”
For the remaining few months I remain here at WordPress.com I will blog like I used to; with storytelling.
Most cars I’ve owned, co-owner or driven were Hondas, Toyotas, Hyundais. They all have their fuel gas filler hole thingy (what is that thing called?) on the left, aka driver’s side.
I drive a GM-made car now, my dad’s 20-year old Saturn. The fuel gas filler hole thingy on this car is on the right.
Continue reading “Blogging like I used to: at the gas pump”
The rink my daughter and I visited yesterday did not evoke any memory at all for me. She however remembered and mentioned the name of her coach from that game they played there.
Continue reading “The season of transformation”
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