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Blank Page A really bad poem with no rhyme or reason.  Hopes Dreams Nightmares Blank page. Each day My LIFE ... ... ... ... I'm going back to bed.

The Butterfly and The Dragonfly

It's grey outside, but still uncomfortably muggy and hot.  I resent this weather.  If it looks like it's cool out and hints at Fall, it should BE cool out.  Mother Nature is messing with me and I am NOT happy about it.  I look out the window and get all giggly at the prospect of... Continue Reading →


I loved The Princess Bride.  The movie at least - I never read the book.  While my daughter was growing up, quotes from that movie littered our every day interactions.  "My name is Inigo Montoya.  You killed my father.  Prepare to die.", "Let me 'splain.  No, there is too much.  Let me sum up.", "You... Continue Reading →

Choosing To Be Vulnerable

Everyone makes mistakes in life.  I've made too many to count.  We all have, haven't we?  Heck, even in the last few months with just this blog, I've posted things I shouldn't have posted, shared TOO much at times.  That turned out to be a makes people uncomfortable.  Discomfort isn't always a bad thing,... Continue Reading →

Make Believe

Lately I've been exploring the possibility that I can suspend disbelief without choosing to believe.  After all, when I go to a movie I don't require myself to believe the story in order to enjoy it - but I do set aside my NEED to believe.  Belief can shut a door to other possibilities, as... Continue Reading →

Not A Hugger

I was recently surprised to realize that something I've always considered a minor problem has grown into a full blown pet peeve over which I tend to get kind of hostile. I might be left out in the cold on this one.  Shunned.  Forever banned from the human race.  The thing over which I am... Continue Reading →

Lincoln, Darwin, Depression, and Me

So this is weird:  Apparently the word depression is considered "dangerous or derogatory content" by Google.  At first, this made me angry, and this post was going to be about THAT. Then I discovered a gift in it.  When I searched on the word depression to find out "why all the hubbub, Google?", I went... Continue Reading →

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