Do you have things in your life that annoy you or, at the very least, leave you filled with questions? Of course you do! I have a few that come to mind: Panties. Who is the idiot that designed the cotton liner in women's panties? The thing is too dang small. Hello, I have a booty, and that … Continue reading Panties, Pockets, Small Talk, & Motivation
Sometimes I feel like a trampoline. Because of who I am, people regularly "leap" from my support straight into their success. I do not think this is a bad thing, per se, but it often leaves me wondering "where is my trampoline o' success?" or at the very least "where is the credit for catapulting them forward?". Oh that … Continue reading Trampoline O’ Success
Writing Challenge Day 17 and 18 What is your Zodiac sign and does it fit? & Name 30 random facts about yourself. I am a Cancer, the Crab. Yeah it fits me pretty well, but I am not a big follower of all things Zodiac. I will say that I believe that the day, time of year and … Continue reading I’m Crabby and I Know It
I want to write. I need to write. I am without excuses. All I can do is get up and write again. Do or do not. There is no try. - Yoda May the odds be ever in your favor. - Effie I will press forward, for myself, for others, for sanity. I refuse to live … Continue reading Fly Fly Little Bird
Writing Challenge Day 15 - Bullet point your whole day. My schedule has not been very interesting in the last few years and I would be sort of embarrassed to have bullet pointed any given day. See I had been a stay at home mom until a couple of years ago when the girls both … Continue reading A Day in the Life of Nonie
Free After years of being held emotionally captive, a recent event severed the ties that had me bound and I was set free. He made a choice to finally let me go. It was conscience and intentional. It was shocking. We'd been estranged for years and years at my choice. It was the only way I … Continue reading What Happens When Freedom Sets You Adrift?
This quote is kicking my butt. There is so much truth to it, but it is still so difficult to write the words. There are stories to tell, yes, but what will they cost? I've already paid a huge price by just living inside of them, and while I cannot lose some of the same things … Continue reading They’re My Stories I’ll Tell Them If I Want to…maybe.
I was 10 when he said my grandmother could no longer buy me Easter dresses because he wanted to do so. I was 11 the only year he did. That same year he wanted to buy my bathing suit and my first bra. He continued to be interested to a degree when or if ("if" because now … Continue reading No More Easter Dresses
The view from my back porch The other day I was sitting on my back porch in the end-of-winter sunshine. The warm rays felt amazing. As I sat there I decided to lie down on my back to feel the sun on my face, and when I looked up this was my view. I sighed with a smile: "Hello … Continue reading Why Spring and I Are Just Friends
When I was in the 6th grade, there was a girl in my class who already had boobs. Not just any boobs...D Cups. Seriously. We were 11. That was back in 1981 before everyone went through puberty early. I, on the other hand, did not have boobs yet. None, nothing, nada. Well maybe I was … Continue reading Boobs