Searching for Direction & Purpose in Life's Sea of Opportunities
It was during my very first year of blogging that I discovered an adaptation of the NaNoWriMo challenge. Instead of writing a novel first draft in a month, it involved writing a blog post a day for 30 days. The word counts are remarkably similar (or it would be if my posts were longer. With my… Continue reading 31 Days
A couple weeks ago, I had a much needed massage. It was in a part of town that I am quite familiar with, yet parking was an adventure, so I ended up on a street where I normally don't travel. I'm so glad I wasn't too absorbed in getting to my appointment to notice what… Continue reading Unexpected Art
Somehow at work the other day we were discussing a household where three unrelated adults were living in a two-bedroom house. One of my coworkers asked if the two women were sharing a room and the guy was pretending to be gay. We were off to the races after that. Suzanne Somers was our overwhelming favorite… Continue reading Common Culture
Last year was the third year in a row that I had a particular item on my holiday wishlist. I'd given the idea to a different person each year. I'd decided that if I didn't get it this year, I was buying it for myself. Look what I got from DH2U's mom. I normally don't… Continue reading Wet Run Canning Experiment
Last December I got a wild hare and decided that I wanted to try something new, and that something new was race walking. DH2U had put the idea into my head many months before. I dismissed it at the time. I can't even remember why now. I really knew nothing about race walking except for… Continue reading Race Walking
Ever since I listened to the audio book of Zealot, I've been thinking a lot about my undergrad years. I've talked in the past about my intensity of purpose during those years, and about my history classes. My memories keep focusing around a World History class I took. As a history major, most of my… Continue reading College Nostalgia
Years ago, back when I had my part time job as a taste tester, I used some of my newly found spare cash to buy a Community-Supported Agriculture (CSA) membership. That one was unique in that it involved many farms instead of just one, as it was coordinated through a farmer's market. Each week I stopped… Continue reading CSA Box
I'm a firm believer in things having a very definite and permanent home. When I don't have an exact spot for something, I end up wasting tons of time looking for it, like my keys (Note: I have progressed past my tried and true nail to an actual key holder - thanks Ma & Tom.). I… Continue reading Everything in Its Place
As I sit here writing this (on Sunday afternoon), I'm experiencing a minor miracle: I am watching it rain. This is becoming a rarer event with each passing year here in Southern California. (Our local news caught the image well. I love how they keep talking about our winter "storm" and our drenching rain. They must… Continue reading Rare Appreciation
I think I've been taken over by the pod people. I look like me, but inside a switch has been flipped and my brain is not functioning correctly, and no, it has nothing to do with my latest bout of insomnia. I have lost the will to read books to the end. So far this… Continue reading Pod People Got Me
Grown Up, Now What? 