For those of you unfamiliar with the concept, I simply have to enlighten you. The Done List is something of my own devising, which has probably been done about a bazillion times over the past few millenia. Why? Because it’s one of those ideas that is too fantastically brilliant not to have been conceived before.
Still, I take some small pleasure in having thought of it myself. Okay, so I take a great deal of pleasure in[...]
Archive for September, 2006
I have been inspired.
I know this is the sort of phrase that should be accompanied by triumphant music and multiple explanation marks, but really, I’m feeling a wee bit tired at the moment and not really up to all the fanfare. Suffice it to say, well…I already said it.
I’ve been reading a blog that I found through the blog roll on the blog of a friend of a blogging friend of mine (deep breath now), and I absolutely[...]
As much as it pains me, I must report a recently uncovered conspiracy. Through the collusion of my two children, my many neuroses, and various forms of bacteria, I have been prevented from blogging.
Shocking, I know.
This has caused me to consider my blog with a very critical eye. What am I accomplishing here? Why are They (you know the They I’m talking about) bothering to silence me? What did I write that struck a nerve? [...]
Bloggers I’ve Met in Real Life (Neener neener neener!)Melodious Mama – NEW!Refracted Light – NEW!Adopting Hope and Faith Courtenay Quite ContraryOn the Other Hand…The Marvelous Muse Stitch by StitchLaughing Alone in the Dark Life at Home An Ordinary Mom The Lazy Organizer Soggy Cheerios The Sweet Life ‘Twas Brillig Fellow Canadian BloggersOn Being European-y Fully Alive…Ready to Smile Those Weird Homeschoolers Monkeys and MarblesWriters and Writing Focused BlogsBloggers AnnexThe Lyon’s Tale Six LDS Writers and a FrogFind Your MagicWriting on[...]
Quietude
Spring beckons coylyhinting at sweetness
tantalizing buds speak of newnessin delicate, filmly whispers
frost obscures hopetill haltingly, warmth seeps through
and hearts are touched to quietudein ponderance of the Spring
Darling Child
So stillSo silentSo sereneA breathA sighA smile
The softThe warmThe meek and mildFor EmmaDarling Child
Out hateOut rageAnd out despairAnd HopeStay long awhile
No painNo hurtNo thoughts reviledFor EmmaDarling Child
Merely
wordspen and pencil scratched in fits of dreamerycrumpled up torn paper edgesforgotten files scoured awaywaste bin fodder made of former loves
and when quietude touches the mind to[...]
I was pontificating today whilst performing my morning ablutions – well…make that afternoon ablutions. It was one of those draggy sort of days and hey, the alliteration sounds neat, doesn’t it?
I was thinking about modern beauty aids, glancing about the family bathroom (our almost frightening tribute to the rubber duck), and thinking about all that modern advances have done for feminine beauty and hygiene.
To name just a handful, we have skin care products made from ingredients we usually can’t[...]
