First in a series… Dear Sandie Go Momma: You seem zippy! Always going somewhere, are we right? It says so right in your name, Sandie! Would you like to review our tornado car? It is built to withstand winds up to 300 miles per hour! We’re pretty confident that you will…Continue Reading
Etcetera
Long Story Short
Perhaps I’ve mentioned that I’m wordy? Like overly and irritatingly wordy? I’d let you ask my husband, but he had his ears removed in 2002. And the thing is even though I’m a lover of the language, I prefer to write it, and not say it so much. So I tend to not…Continue Reading
My Week So Far
Monday I woke up early and took a shower, then dried off, very happy with myself that I was not going to be late for anything this fine morning. Why, I was probably going to be early for stuff! No rushing! No eating half-and-half for breakfast! No washing my face with shaving cream, using a…Continue Reading
PROMPTuesday #130: The Shorter the Better
This PROMPT is lifted entirely from here, and thanks to her sharing it with me, I am unabashedly using it today. As you might have read if you followed the above link, this PROMPT’s challenge is to tell a whole story in 25 words or less as inspired by the six-word “novel” attributed to…Continue Reading
Today?
I am over at The Smartly with an essay I originally began writing a year or so ago. In other news, The Smartly is just that.
The Help
I navigated my Suburban into the store’s parking lot and slowed as the man in spandex workout shorts flagged me down. I rolled my window down and waited. “Hi mayam, Ah have my baby in the truck and mah battery is dead. Can ya’ll help meh?” I didn’t see a baby, but…Continue Reading
Donkey Legs and All
Holy stubborn donkey gams. She has a point. I’m one of those parents who don’t use “cutesy” words to describe biological functions or private parts. God bless you if you call pee, “tinkle,” or a penis, “a wee wee,” but I just can’t stand it. I even have a hard time saying…Continue Reading
PROMPTuesday #129: Your First Crush
Do you remember him or her? I do — to a T and completely. I was a fourth grader at a Foster City, California public school that was a little Montessori and a little rock and roll. Our hippy dippy principal made sure we took music class every week with Dennis, a friendly pothead…Continue Reading
Your Guide to Giving Up Wine
Let’s say you haven’t had your nightly glass of wine for five evenings in a row. And let’s say your insides look a little like this: + + And then let’s go so far as to add that you’re melodramatic, self-pitying, and histrionic. What do you do? Allow…Continue Reading
A Request From My Soul
Do you suppose you might do me a favor? Leave me your favorite inspirational quote or link to a beautiful song or poem or picture or something else lovely? I would so appreciate it. To be trite. But I really would. Meanwhile, this is for you: Alternatively, if…Continue Reading
Surrender
I don’t know much about surrendering. I recall about 10 years ago, before a trip to Hawaii, I visited a hypnotherapist to help me conquer my fear of flying, and I didn’t get much out of it. I just couldn’t let go. As she counted me down to a more relaxed state, my mind refused…Continue Reading
PROMPTuesday #128: Let it Go
{{This prompt is inspired by Ellie…}} Your writing challenge today? (Photo from this place. While you’re there, check out the poem too.) Write about surrender. Whatever that means to you. Please post your response in the comments and write about it on your blog and leave me the link. …Continue Reading
