I Knew He Loved Me (Conclusion)

Don’t forget the first part of the story: I Knew He Loved Me  This is the part where I’m supposed to tell you that he had scribbled all over the paper doodling my name and drawing pictures of us holding hands, but that dream was pretty much the complete opposite of what I found.  There were doodles all right, but not with my name– with another girl’s name. A girl from our class that I had never even seen him talk to—let alone ever imagined he would ever have feelings for.  There were doodles all right.  And there were about fifty different…

The Fire or the Spiders?

About a million years ago, when I still lived with my parents, I had a room down in the bowels of their house. It wasn’t exactly a scary place to live (Freddie Krueger wouldn’t be hanging down there at any rate) but it did sometimes have a lonely and abandoned feeling about it. Every once in a while it would explode with energy and life when we would have family parties celebrating birthdays and Super Bowls (thank you Denver Broncos!) but, for the most part, it sat lifeless and dark, just waiting for something spectacular to happen to bring it…

All Camped Out (Part One)

I can still remember sitting outside in the back yard, seduced by the sweet summer air and half drunk on sun tea, when the suggestion of camping entered the conversation. It wasn’t as if I hadn’t heard the word several times already that summer, but it was the first time (in a very long time) that anyone actually used it in conjunction with “Do you want to go?” My inner lazy person screamed, “Oh, hell no!” but my outer ‘look at me I know how to have fun in the summer’ person thought it sounded like a lot of fun….

Bite Me

Twice a year I find myself engaged in one of the most uncomfortable activities known to man or womanhood—getting my teeth cleaned.  Even though my head knows that it is something that has to be done in order to remain healthy, I find myself fighting over the very idea of making that trip to my dentist’s office.  It would seem more normal to say that I don’t want to go because I’m afraid of the drill, or that I’d just rather jam a toothpick in my gums rather than bite on that obnoxious piece of plastic when I’m taking x-rays,…

Just For Fun–An Open Letter to My Denver Broncos

  Congratulations! I knew you could do it! Hey guys.  We’re down to the nitty gritty now aren’t we?  Excitement coursing through our veins and nervousness ebbing and flowing–it’s enough to drive us crazy, am I right?  Thinking of loved ones and wanting to do them proud, knowing that we’re on the cusp of something so fulfilling and rewarding has made it hard to sleep, yes?  It’s rare, this incredible moment and I can’t help wanting (no, yearning) for us to come back Champions. You’re probably thinking, “What is this WE stuff, girlfriend?” I mean, I’m certainly not the one…

Yeah, You’d Better Watch Out!

I am a badass. But you already knew that, didn’t you? I feel that I’m stating the obvious because if you’ve spent any time reading anything at all that I have written, you already know this. My grace under pressure, my ability to put all others before myself, and, yes, my unending confidence when it comes maneuvering through any unusual situation I may find myself—yeah, badass is the word. But why do I proclaim this statement so assuredly today? Because I tapped into a pool of inner strength so deeply buried inside of me I hardly even knew it existed….

Mini Musings-Do I Not Have Enough to Do?

Hello my friends! I am just barely getting back on track after my holiday and I am knee deep in all kinds of writing activities!  I am currently recalling my vacation to Hawaii over Christmas and I am surprised on how detailed I seem to have remembered things.  I’m actually quite grateful to have the time to look back and reflect because I am beginning to really understand how special that time really was–priceless moments as The Magic Three. I’m not sure if I told everyone that I did get approved to teach about blogging at my library’s annual Tech…

The Vacation I Still Haven’t Seen

Catch up with the story! Part one: Vacations Give the Loveliest Headaches Part  two: Some Vacations Don’t Need an Airport Part three: Am I Actually on Vacation Yet? Part four: Getting Lei’d While on Vacation Well, we were finally on the open road, late in the evening, on a small piece of volcanic land in the middle of the Pacific Ocean.  Paradise!  I mean, I think it was paradise because I couldn’t see a thing.  The car was headed north to Waikoloa Village which meant that my view out of the driver’s window was a big gaping hole of nothingness. …

Am I Actually on Vacation Yet?

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…

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…