"Are you...busy?" Dad asks self-consciously ( Read more... )

Sleet pinged off my head while I brushed piles of soft snow off my car yesterday morning. All I could think was how strange it was that I was sitting outside in a t-shirt on Sunday afternoon at Starbucks with Heather ( Read more... )

It's snowy and icy here today, a rarity. School was canceled, but work remains open. Since most people here (wisely) refuse to venture out onto slick roads, we're pretty slow. I just spent half an hour cleaning the gallery on my phone and managed to get it to below 1,000 pictures. I dream big, I know ( Read more... )

Just want to throw out that there's a new friending community, friendquest2015, if you're interested in that sort of thing.

And Emily was thinking--could not help thinking--of the time she and Teddy had sat there. The odd part was that she did not think of him longingly or lovingly. She just thought of him. --L.M. Montgomery, Emily's QuestMonday would have marked my seventeenth anniversary with my first serious boyfriend. That was a Monday, too. President's Day ( Read more... )

Zumba cool down music makes me sad ( Read more... )

Halloween of 1990 was suitably overcast and as if that weren't perfect enough, my second-grade class had a party that involved telling scary stories with the lights off. This was before I had developed my fear of public speaking, so I didn't hesitate to share several tales, many of which, I probably claimed, had happened to me personally or to ( Read more... )

When I lived in Florida, my family home was situated on a barrier island less than a mile across. If the wind blew in from the east across the Atlantic Ocean with a drizzle, the air had a salty tang; if a strong wind came from the west over the Banana River with rain, it brought the scent of dead fish. The latter gave me a headache. I'd hide in my ( Read more... )

I've been extremely busy at work the last several days. Now that I'm all caught up, I thought, I can do anything I want! I could even...write something on LJ! with a sense of wonder, only then I remembered that I have nothing to write about. So please enjoy this disjointed post about nothing.

( Cut for pictures of things. )

GUYS, I'M IN A TERRIBLE MOOD THIS MORNING ( Read more... )