Not my circus…

Words are a gift. There is beauty in turns of phrase, in the construction of sentences, in the rise and fall of pitch and the specificity of tone. Words can build up or tear down. They are layered with meaning, weighted with subtext. They can be playful in puns, irony, and double entendre, or forceful … Continue reading Not my circus…

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Monday Musings: of cleaning products, a rug in a bag, and a great lady…

It's Tuesday, but that isn't alliterative with "musings" so I'm just going to pretend. Mmkay, pumpkins? 1) When I get stressed out, I clean things. Seriously, the morning after my dad died, I cleaned my entire kitchen and bathroom. I couldn't control what was happening in my life, but I could absolutely control how clean … Continue reading Monday Musings: of cleaning products, a rug in a bag, and a great lady…

Better a silly girl with a flower than a silly boy with a horse and a stick…

Pop Quiz!  Can you name the film from which comes the line that makes up today's title? Don't look at me, I'm not telling! I'm taking a break today from regaling you with my dinner victories to talk about a little craft project.  This project stemmed from an abundance of thin cardboard I happened to have on … Continue reading Better a silly girl with a flower than a silly boy with a horse and a stick…