In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “To Sleep, Perchance to Dream.” Sleep is one-third of our lives: write a post about it. Do you love naps? Have trouble falling alseep? Wish you could remember your dreams? Remember something especially vivid? Snuggle under a blanket, or throw the windows wide open? Meditate on sleep. Ahh, […]
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In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Singular Sensation.” If you could have a guarantee that one, specific person was reading your blog, who would you want that person to be? Why? What do you want to say to them? This post will be short and sweet and might sound cliche’ to some, but […]
[Continue reading...]What to wear?!?
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “The Clothes (May) Make the (Wo)man.” How important are clothes to you? Describe your style, if you have one, and tell us how appearance impacts how you feel about yourself. To think of when I first developed a love for clothes I have to flashback to mid-1970’s and think […]
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Why did I cook homemade cornbread today? I initially told myself it was because I love my husband and I wanted him to have something special to go with dinner. In reality, I wanted it. My motivation for making it was two-fold; I was in the mood for some fluffy, sweet bread and making it […]
[Continue reading...]Macaroni noodles and boo-boos

Thank you mom for all that you taught me and all of the things you did to show your love. Thank you for wearing necklaces lovingly crafted from macaroni noodles; for hanging countless masterpieces on the fridge, for making me believe I was gifted, talented, beautiful and brilliant, for all the boo-boo’s you made better […]
[Continue reading...]Mama’s helpers
Good morning, on this beautiful sunny Friday! I have shared some thoughts and pictures about my Mom this week via various social media, as I always think about her even more during this week. I didn’t want to be remiss in mentioning my “other mothers”. Mom would want me to as well. I’ll begin with […]
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Chubby little hands, wet with slobber, getting caught in my hair Up half the night rocking you with a prayer until the fever subsided Chasing remnants of applesauce around your tiny lips with a tiny spoon The spoon, now airborne and not because I’m pretending it’s a plane Bath time; soggy toys, towels and floors […]
[Continue reading...]Mom or Mother?

As the day we celebrate Mother’s Day draws nearer, I can’t help but think about mine even more than normal. My mother was the epitome of the mother deserving of all the accolades the holiday encourages. Everywhere you look this time of year there are advertisements for the perfect gift or card or dinner; many […]
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