Have you heard this one? A horse walks into a bar and the bartender asks, “Why the long face?” Not so funny when I am the horse. I’ve had a long face for months. Winter blahs? Oh yea. Midlife crisis? Maybe. Global warming? Of course, isn’t everything? Continue reading
A few months ago I introduced you to my beagle, Willie. He’s a rambunctious creature, stubborn and sweet—sugar and spice as they used to say. He, like most of us, has his faults, but we chalk them up to personality disorder (probably a result of feeding him table food) and move on. Continue reading
When I was young—a long looong time ago— my Mother relied on two books to raise my sister and me. The famous Dr. Spock Baby and Childcare book about raising perfect children was not one of them. Her choices were her Bible (of course) and her Bartlett’s. As in Bartlett’s Famous Quotations.
Blog, blog, blog. Blah, blah, blah. This is what is going through my mind sitting here trying to come up with a blog post. Post. Post-traumatic, fence post, bang my head on a post, post-date, postpartum, parcel post, post mortem. That’s it! This blog post is DOA. “What was that, Bev?”
Bev says I have to be positive and encouraging because Paddlecreek is all about uplifting fellow writers. Being positive is somewhat against my knee jerk reaction while under stress, but I am all about being encouraging. So here goes: Continue reading
Seriously, how many times have we heard that phrase: “Take it one day at a time”? Too many in my book. The Lord’s Prayer states: “Give us this day our daily bread.” Daily. One day at a time.
Why the heck is it so difficult?
I mean, really! We want to see the end from the beginning. We want to type “The End” before we complete the character sketches. We want to know everything about our plot before the story unfolds instead of enjoying the unfolding process. Continue reading
There should never be a time in our life when we are not working on something.
So, what are you working on right now?
Are you improving a skill? Learning a new one?
Strengthening your body? Finishing a home project?
Mastering a recipe? Trying to grow some veggies? Continue reading
About ten years ago, two months after our beloved beagle, Annie, went to that big dog bone market in the sky, I decided I could no longer bear living in a house without a dog. My daughter, married and and mom to my two perfect grandsons, concurred and began “shopping” via the internet at local Pet Shelters.
“Mom,” she would say. “You should see Precious. What a doll—I think she’s perfect for you.” I’d check Precious out on-line and say something like “nah uh—no Great Danes.” Continue reading
I’m moving. It is weird to say it, but I am. My husband and I are heading to the lovely state of Nevada in 11 days!
Here are a couple of pictures of our life right now:
I remember the day I wrote my first fiction story. I know that sounds odd, but I do. Well, I had written a skit or two in high school. And there was probably a paper here and there that was fictional, but not a real fiction story. Continue reading
You are probably expecting something momentous with that heading. Or mind-boggling. Or really spiritual. Or that my book became a New York Best Seller!
Here it is …
I gave up all sweeteners in my tea and coffee!!! Yay me!!! Way to go, Pat! Continue reading