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Some people have flying dreams. I have running dreams.
Last night, I was running. Chasing my daughter through an urban park. It was spring sunny, a light breeze and the grass was green. It was fun. It was effortless. My daughter laughed and I kept running. It was good. And I knew I was dreaming ( Read more... ) -
My son, the socially awkward rock star
I'm hiding in the kitchen. Our house looks like the TV show Hoarders. We had hardwood floors put in two weeks ago. Today, the guys are here ripping up all the carpet upstairs and laying tile in our workout room and laundry room. I started packing up the house in February to do the floors. My living room is stacked to the ceiling with drawers and ( Read more... ) -
Hitting the wall... or is it the wall hitting me?
I'm having one of those moments of opportunity that stops you dead in your tracks. It's very similar to when I met my now husband. That dead on feeling of rightness. Like a big ol' brick wall with a huge red stop sign painted on it and a neon arrow buzzing and spitzing and fuzzing and pointing. "Here! Right here! RIGHT HERE, YOU DORK!" And ( Read more... ) -
If I divorce Facebook, do I get custody of Twitter?
Social networking is making me feel damn old. And since internally, I like to maintain an age of 12, I'm finding this incredibly frustrating. I have kids. One of them is on the verge of teenagerdom. The grey hair I have, the stuff that makes my colorist scratch her head and tell me, "Katy, you are one of my challenge clients!", I earn honestly ( Read more... ) -
How Reading Healed My Toe
So, here I am at the laptop trying not to 'break my (writing) chain' and I have to admit, I've got nothin'. That's the bad news. The good news is why I have nothin'. My goal this past weekend was to sit on my rear-end with my foot up and magically regenerate skin tissue in the little toe on my left foot because mere old fashioned science hasn't ( Read more... ) -
Nice Surprises
Digging through the old writing and came across a tale I've started about a girl who turns honey into gold. Surprisingly enough, I read it and *whispers* liked it. Knock me over with a feather! Let's see how far I get before I get bogged down in trying to move people from one spot to the next. I seem to have a knack for dialog but the minute I ( Read more... ) -
Howdy!
Well, it appears pigs are flying today because not only has summer finally arrived in the Pacific Northwest but I'm here writing on LJ. Lordy, what a year. Here's the short version for anyone interested ( Read more... ) -
One Strap or Two?
It wasn't until I was probably in high school that back packs became popular for hauling your life to and from school. (Yes, I'm that old. Let's move on.) It seemed shortly after they burst onto the scene, a rash of news stories came out about kids getting back injuries and pulled muscles because, oh my goodness!, kids carry books in those ( Read more... ) -
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You know the problem with returning to the blogging world? I've forgotten all the fancy tags that allow me to do anything more than type. I'll apologize right off the bat for that ( Read more... ) -
Where were you?
( 1999 )