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The dying art of good penmanship

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I wish I could have handwritten this post!  I have decided to work on improving my penmanship.  It has gotten sloppy due to laziness and lack of practice.  It’s a beautiful thing to write beautifully and it’s not all about content.  I love pictures, and good penmanship is a beauty to behold.

Here’s a good article I found on handwriting: 8 Easy Tips to Improve Your Handwriting.

I just learned that National Penmanship Day takes place on my son’s birthday: January 23rd!

God didn’t make little green apples


My Dad used to sing this song to me.  It still makes me smile.


And I wake up in the mornin’
With my hair down in my eyes and she says “Hi”
And I stumble to the breakfast table
While the kids are goin’ off to school…goodbye
And she reaches out ‘n’ takes my hand
And squeezes it ‘n’ says “How ya feelin’, hon?”
And I look across at smilin’ lips
That warm my heart and see my mornin’ sun

And if that’s not lovin’ me
Then all I’ve got to say
God didn’t make little green apples
And it don’t rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
And there’s no such thing as Doctor Seuss
Or Disneyland, and Mother Goose, no nursery rhyme
God didn’t make little green apples
And it don’t rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
And when my self is feelin’ low
I think about her face aglow and ease my mind

Sometimes I call her up at home knowin’ she’s busy
And ask her if she could get away and meet me
And maybe we could grab a bite to eat
And she drops what she’s doin’ and she hurries down to meet me
And I’m always late
But she sits waitin’ patiently and smiles when she first sees me
’cause she’s made that way

And if that ain’t lovin’ me
Then all I’ve got to say
God didn’t make little green apples
And it don’t snow in Minneapolis when the winter comes
And there’s no such thing as make-believe
Puppy dogs, autumn leaves ‘n’ BB guns

Giving books wings


I am not a collector of books.  I am a giver away of books. Sure, there are a few I keep: the odd poetry book, reference books, books of art and craft, bibles and prayer books, language books. I love cookbooks. But what I read most are novels and I don’t often reread novels. Novels have wings. They are meant to fly and soar. While I’m reading a book I’m always thinking of who I know that might like it. When I finish it I give it away and I don’t want it back. In that way books travel and soar and I like to be a part of that.



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We humans need a purpose. We may think that it is entertainment that makes us happy but it is really work and purpose. Without purpose and love, life has no meaning.  What is your purpose? 

The house that never sleeps

He often sleeps in weird positions looking as ...

He often sleeps in weird positions looking as though he had been chucked there. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Our house is never totally asleep.  My son works late and doesn’t get home until 11 pm or 12 am.  He then stays up to 3 or 4 writing raps and playing video games.  My husband has insomnia every few nights and is up between 1-3, 2-4, or 3 to 5.  I get up between 5 and 5:30 am.  The other night I woke up at 3.  My husband had been up from 12-2 and had just fallen asleep.  My son was in the basement working out.  Our cats were running around.  There are times between 4 and 5 when everyone is sleeping.  Except the nocturnal cats.  But many nights our house never sleeps.

Slap Chop and the Power of Advertising

The Slap Chop!

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Have you ever seen those slap chop commercials?  It’s your typical infomercial and slap chop is a gadget that chops things.  When I used to watch law & order every night, those commercials would haunt me.  Some times they’d come on 2 or 3 times while I was watching tv.  It was irritating to see them over ad over again.  It seemed so stupid.  Why not just use a knife?  I don’t need that!  It’s so silly!  Plus the commercials were a bit sensational and comical to begin with.

Well I‘m here to tell you that if you watch those things long enough, you will want one.  After about 6 months or so, that commercial came on, I watched it and I felt differently.  All of sudden, out loud I said “I want a slapchop.”  If that’s not brainwashing!  I knew it was brainwashing but I seriously in my heart wanted one.  I didn’t buy one but I could see first hand how powerful an influence advertising is.  I understand why companies spend so much money.  You can create a need!  Or at least a desire.

Been Gone

Picture by Stacey Michelle

I’ve been traveling.  I went to visit relatives in West Virginia.  I had a ball.  There were family cookouts.  Yard sales.  Fish sandwiches.  Dollar stores and Big Lots.  I cooked and baked.  And ate!  A lot!  Back on the dietary straight and narrow.

I have lots more family memories.  I took many pictures and plan to make a photo journal on Shutterfly.  I have a new cousin who is 3 months old.  I got to hold him a lot and feed him.

Back at work.  Last night I made the cake in a mug and it was good! 


My last junk before eating well again.  Today for lunch I have a salad.  :(

The Heat of the Day

It has been mighty hot here in DC.  It was so hot yesterday that I thought my brother who lives in Denver was going to call and brag about how cool it was there and how sweltering it is here.  He’s like that.  It was so hot last night, I thought I was going to pass out on the way home.  And I’m not just saying that.  Moving was like a slow motion movie and I could hear sluggish sounds like a recording on low speed.  Thank God I had some water.

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My husband’s latest is that we have to avoid “the heat of the day.”  At first it sounded funny to me, coming from Michigan and growing up in Massachusetts.  But he’s right.  He said when he lived in Houston, people avoided the heat of the day.  That people died of heat exhaustion.  That’s no joke. 

 I’m reading a book now called The Crowning Glory of Calla Lily Ponder by Rebecca Wells. 


She’s the author of Divine Secrets of the Ya Ya Sisterhood.  The book takes place in La Luna, Louisiana (another hot place) and here’s a quick excerpt:

“In summertime, I had to wake up early.  In Louisiana, if you’re not up by 6:30 or so, you miss the whole day, because it gets so hot that you have to do indoors stuff, trying to stay cool until evening, when you can go out again.”

The book is pretty good.  The kind of book I like and a perfect summer book.  It’s got great characters.  It’s about a kind of dreamy Louisiana town in the 60s.  It’s about hair and beauty shops and big lazy porches and cornbread. 

Picture by Molajen

Picture by House of Sims

And it’s a coming of age story.  Rebecca Wells is very easy to read.  And you feel warm, cozy and a little teary at times.

Back to the heat of the day, the war over the thermostat continues at my house. 

Picture by Armigeress

I try to keep it at 72 degrees to save money but husband keeps turning it down.  It was on 69 last night.  But you know what?  When I got in that house ready to pass out, I turned a blind eye.  :)   

Picture by Moriza