If I ask you V E R Y nicely, would you please….
…please, pretty-please “please”, with chocolate and whipped cream and cherries and what-ever-cranks- your-motor PLEASE click over to Karmyn’s and tell her “Happy Not-40th Birthday”? And then give her the present she asks for?...
Due to technical difficulties…
…I have suspended WV for the time being. Commenting is difficult enough these days. I’m taking a queue from Susan and I guess if spammers or freaky people start posting, it’ll be re-enabled. Blogger is TICKING me off because it keeps saying my...
Cinquain (well, sorta)
Although this does not follow the syllabic “formula” for cinquain, it does follow the general form: First Line: (2 syllables) One word, giving titleSecond Line: (4 syllables) Two words, describing titleThird Line: (6 syllables) Three words, expressing...
Ooo La La! It’s Quiz Time!
When we go to France and eat in little bistros, and sample local wines, this is what you must call me. I will answer. Your French Name is: Audrey Charette What’s Your French Name? ~ Merci 🙂 You are What Rejected Crayon Are You? Under the category of ENTIRELY...
Treasure Hunt
While I was sucking time looking for some very important pictures when I was supposed to be cleaning and decorating my house, these are some gems I mined, priceless treasures from my youth. Fine Art: A lovely yarn-moulded, tin foil relief I am rather certain I got...
I am gonna be so busted for writing this post…!
My husband has commented to my blog a total of two times –anonymously– since I gave him “permission” to read it, which was over six months AFTER I began writing. Until that time, I wrote in complete obscurity. I always wrote as if I were...
Jammin’ to Jesus, Disco and The Killers
I constantly channel surf the radio in my car. Why listen to commercials or crapola, when 12 pre-sets and six CDs eagerly await their turn with a press of a button? Goodness knows, I’m lyrics impaired–outside of “The Alphabet Song” and...
Providence and Irony
Tad made a quick trip to GOD’S COUNTRY South Carolina this week, and we contemplated my tagging along. His days would be occupied with work, and I would’ve been cut loose to visit family, lunch with friends, Christmas shop, and basically be released...
Me Talk Dirty One Day
Okay, okay, my apologies to David Sedaris…although I’ve never read him, I like the title of that book, and from reviews I HAVE read, I’d probably enjoy it. With all Swampy’s inferences to “trash talkin'”, it’s the phrase...