I guess people were anticipating that I would have been nervous about posing naked for a sketching class last weekend. I have to say that I have always believed that the human body is a work of art. Sketches are portrayals of that art, through the eye of the artist. I don’t see a problem… Continue reading Nerves Starting
I must sound like a lush to my friends who seldom join us for Happy Hour at Chapterhouse in Ithaca on Fridays. We have a wonderful group of diverse people that show up. Sometimes it is a family gathering. We have all been Gallows for the day when the Gallows gather on the Wednesday before… Continue reading A Friday Tradition
I know I should not complain. My children, and myself to some extent, are lucky. Their father works for the state and he is required to carry health insurance on them. State plans, while not cheap, are very good as far as coverage. Yet, I have a love-hate relationship with health insurance. Here is my… Continue reading A Love-Hate Relationship
I am absolutely amazed as I head out the doors these days that a week ago my area had a dump of two feet of snow and now I can see the driveway down to the dirt and the lawn in areas. In a salute to the resilience of nature and of those of us… Continue reading The Beauty in The Day
Well, I have been extremely remiss in that, while the sun has been out here lately, I have not acknowledge the award I received last week from Amber at Making the Moments Count. Amber gave me The Sunshine Award. The Sunshine Award is awarded to bloggers whose positivity & creativity inspires others in the blog… Continue reading Sunshine
Yesterday was a tough day for me to get through. Thank you all for your kind words and support. While I did not comment/thank you each individually, know that you all touched me greatly. As part of a work assignment, I was on the road for a good deal of yesterday. I had lunch with… Continue reading A Survivor
I purposely hoped today would be a day full of things to do. I want to stay busy. While I may not think often that the last year has been different, it has. A year ago today, my father died. While it was unexpected, it was also not unexpected. He was not all that old,… Continue reading A Year Gone By
I know you all are thinking what could a woman whose “baby” is 15 need with potty training. Well, it is not that I am helping teach a new young person to use the toilet. It is that I have some theories on it and some practice in it also, having six children between 15… Continue reading Potty Training
I grew up in a home where words were valued. My father, for almost my entire life, was a newspaper man. He worked for Gannett from the time I was five until his death last year. That is 43 years at the same job, some company. He was a reporter so constantly let me know… Continue reading Words Matter Week – Day 1
I have always been a mover. I sit in church but my leg is bouncing or I am tapping my foot with the music. I sit at the computer to work and I move this way or that as I do my work. Even in the car, a passing driver is likely to see me… Continue reading Can You Hold Still?
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