Numerous times, I have sat at my computer over the last month to write. I started with a few words on the page, but ended up with a pretty much blank page. It has been frustrating that words have been escaping me over the last month or so. In the past, words have come so… Continue reading Bella Babbling
In the movie My Girl, the main actress, Vada, played by Anna Chlumsky gets her period, I believe for the first time. When Thomas, played by Macaulay Culkin, comes to her door she informs him that he needs to come back in 5-7 days. I have no clue what else happened in this movie, but… Continue reading Five to Seven Days
He sits on the top of the couch, straddling the ledge and reminding me of a tight rope walker. You see, he’s not a small cat, he’s quite the opposite. At 18 pounds, his presence is known, in a very big way. He has been in my life for the last five years (hard to… Continue reading Support Networks and my cat
I sit and stare at a blank page. Thoughts dash through my head, darting left and right, up and down. With all that’s going through my head one would think that I would be more than capable of transposing the combination of letters into sentences down on paper. But alas, the page is blank. I… Continue reading Blank Pages
It was a busy weekend. Gluten Free Sugar Cookies and Gluten Free Vanilla Cupcakes frosted and topped with fresh sugared blueberries were made. A happy thoughts jar (a jar that contains positive thoughts, hopes and affirmations) was completed with mod podge decorative paper and I was quite thrilled with this first-time crafting project that I… Continue reading Cookies & Cupcakes & Crafts, oh my!
What does one write about when you want to write but you have a block in your head and are not sure what to say? I think this is where the whole babbling thing comes into play. In those times when you have things to say but they are here and there and don’t necessarily… Continue reading Friday Babbles
Over the last few days I have done a bit of sitting. Just idle time, while waiting for something or someone or just because I have nothing to do. It’s odd for me to be still. I feel like I have to move deep in my bones yet I’m being forced to be still. The… Continue reading Sitting and Waiting