The Little Things

He wakes me gently to let me know he's leaving for work, because he knows that I have a little panic attack when I wake up and he's not there.  He covers me up with the crocheted afghan, because he knows that I get cold even though I insist on sleeping with one foot poking…

2017…Weirdly Wonderful; Sadly Joyful

This is the time that most writers (and you know, us wannabe-writers) sit back and reflect on the year as it winds down. So, in an effort to continue my aspiring writer efforts, I'll do that today.  No, you don't need to go get another coffee, sandwich or bottle of booze.  My life is pretty…

A Starry Night Setback

I was saddened just now to read on our Starry Night Prom fundraiser page the following message from #GivingTuesday: " #GivingTuesday Match Report On Nov 28, we raised $45 million for causes around the world. Unfortunately, your fundraiser didn't receive a match this year, but from all of us at Facebook, thank you for being…

XX Year Anniversary of XXIX

I woke up to that awesome "wall of guitars" this morning.  I was intrigued, yet slightly annoyed, that someone was in my bedroom playing a hauntingly echoing version of Metallica's "Enter Sandman" while I slept.  Then I remembered that I had changed my ringtone on my cellphone the other day.  So I pulled my phone…

July vs. November

Each November I pledge to myself that I am going to dedicate time to writing every single day with a goal of 50,000 words by the end of the month.  (That's roughly 1,667 words per day.)  I always sprint out of the gate at the beginning and then by day five or so, I peter…

Anticipation

I dropped her off two weeks ago yesterday.  She left the next morning with her aunt and uncle and cousins.  They were heading west to meet my parents at the halfway point between their house and ours.  That's not a quick road trip when you live in Texas.  They all had lunch together and stretched…

Summer of Wisdom…err, Teeth

Back in September or October, Randa's dentist informed me that her wisdom teeth were starting to come in.  She gave us a referral to an oral surgeon and we called.  No joy.  He no longer accepted Randa's dental insurance.  We tried another.  Same result.  We tried three more.  Finally, in February, we found an oral…

Mothers and Daughters

It's been relatively quiet this Summer.  Mostly because the two youngest have been taking accelerated courses (Physics and Economics/US Govt) to get them out of the way for the Fall. The two older boys have been working and Randa and I have been sleeping in a lot and just hanging out. But there are only…