I started this blog thinking a little vacation spot away from Rock and Drool would tempt my muse to come back to me. For writing my story, yeah…my little muse is floating around me, intermittently sprinkling me with writers pixie dust. For blogging, those blogging muses are laughing in my face and turning their nose … Continue reading
Some of you may have read some of this before. I continued it though and thought I should keep all of Chapter 1 together. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ “What the?” She muttered softly from where she was seated in the classroom as she listened to the weather report. The pre-schoolers were all running around, it was their “wild … Continue reading
The kids are all home for a couple months. After all, it’s Summer Break. 10 weeks of kids being home annoying their parents. All. Summer. Long. I don’t know about you but in my house, where there are mostly *shudder* teenagers, we have people coming and going all day. We have kids sleeping over. Kids … Continue reading
I was just about to write a post on a way different theme until I read this. Which, in turn, changed my entire thought process. I hated babysitting. I avoided it whenever possible…unless I was running low on funds. A girl had to make money somehow. And I always chose the legitimate route. So, babysitting … Continue reading
August 1977. I was 8, my sister just turned 7. Being little kids, we had no choice but to go along for the ride. I didn’t want to move, I didn’t want to leave my friends and my school. I especially didn’t want to leave my brightly decorated bedroom, just newly finished. The loss was … Continue reading
So many times I’ve gone to open my mouth and only to rethink the words about to come out. Snapping my jaw closed, shutting the words away for only me to know and few to find out. Because thankfully, I have a couple of friends that I can tell these things to. I spend so … Continue reading
I’m hoping that by starting a new place, my blockage will dissipate. Not that I’m getting rid of Rock and Drool, I’m just exploring my options. It’s a girls right, no? I figured that because I had a dream last night that this was the name of my blog…and even remembered it…meant that I should, … Continue reading
Groundhog Day Memoirs 