Catch up with the story! Part one: Vacations Give the Loveliest Headaches Part two: Some Vacations Don’t Need an Airport The flight was delayed a total of almost two hours, which basically took away the cushion of time we were going to have for our layover in Seattle and no one was really smiling when we finally, FINALLY, took off from Denver. I was ready to just sit back and read a book, but I was reminded over and over and over again that sitting and reading wasn’t really an option for me with my very talky nine year old…
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Some Vacations Don’t Need an Airport
Catch up with the story! Part one: Vacations Give the Loveliest Headaches Hallelujah! The trip through security was much easier than I was anticipating and excitement started churning in my stomach. I have always loved coming to the airport, and knowing that my family was soon going to be flying on one of those beautiful machines had me all but jumping up and down in excitement. We get to our concourse and I suddenly realize that we’ve got about an hour and a half to kill and I’ve got a nine year old serial shopper with serious vacation savings in…
My Most Embarrassing Moments, Part One
When I was in junior high, approximately nine thousand years ago, I was a young, shy, scared individual who thought that she was the center of the universe. It’s not like I thought I was better than everyone—quite the opposite. I just didn’t really give a shit about most of them. Sounds terrible, right? Well, it probably was, but it was also the truth. I was too busy living my own drama that I didn’t have time to really spend too much time on anyone else. I mean, I had a few friends, but I was never popular and I…
Literary Lion- Can I Have this Dance?
As a way of keeping my brain alert and to get myself some much needed practice writing fiction, I have decided to participate in a weekly writing activity prompted by the Literary Lion. My piece can be no longer than 400 words long. This week’s theme was DANCE. I hope you enjoy. His hand was warm on her back and she wondered if he could feel her trembling. Emotions pulsed swiftly through her body with every beat of her heart. That she was even in this moment with this boy was as surprising as her physical reaction to it. He’d had…
Hey, What’s Up With Dancing Sign Guy?
After the sixth red light in a row that I have had to stop and cool my heels, I see Dancing Sign Guy. He’s out on his corner spinning his cardboard sign around and around until it looks like he might catch air and start flying into the sky. I’m curious about what he has to say, but I can’t read the stinking sign. Hey, Dancing Sign Guy, calm down a minute so I can see what you’re peddling! He never makes eye-contact with me or anyone else. His baseball cap is pulled low over his brow and it is…
Who Am I Anyway? Am I My Resume?
Those of you in the know have heard that I am going to be using this blog to become master of the blogging universe and that I will be regaling you all with wonderful and exciting stories that will be assigned to me through my Blogging 101 class. Congratulations on making the short list! Those of you that didn’t know, well, I apologize for the abrupt turn on subject matter, but a girl’s got to do what a girl’s got to do– I hope you don’t turn around and decide to stop following me. I promise I’ll make it worth…
Well, At Least My Shoes Still Fit
Picture this: You naturally wake up to the most beautiful filtered sunlight cascading through your slightly opened blinds, and before sliding out of your faintly over-heated sheets, you stretch the most beautiful stretch and think on all the possibilities you have before you. You lazily roll over to the side of the bed, push yourself up and out, and slowly make your way to the shower, where you let the hot water soothe your aching muscles and let the smells of your soap and shampoo wake your mind. Pictures of all that you will accomplish during the day run through…







