Last Thursday, my son’s summer baseball season ended with a great big championship game win and a story for you, my dear readers. Back when Jameson’s baseball season started, I noticed one of the other mothers sitting by herself during one of the practices. Her lawn chair was parked away from all of the other parents and she seemed … More A Baseball Named Karma
It’s a winner! Okay, not a winner-winner, per say. But, out of over 4,200 short stories, only 625 advanced to the second round. And that, my dear readers, is a win in my book. Recently, I participated in the NYC Midnight Short Story contest. For those of you who are not familiar, NYC Midnight provides … More The Adventures of Taryn and Callie
I am all about gratitude. Every morning after I wake, I whisper “thank you” three times for getting the chance to live another day. Yeah, probably should’ve mentioned that one to my hubby; the first couple of times I started doing that, he thought I was possessed. I feel very fortunate. Every day, I reflect on three things … More Grateful This day is THROUGH
I am a terrible chicken mother. Two weekends ago, our family brought home 13 chicks from the local farm and feed store. We’ve raised chickens before but haven’t for the past couple of years. To be honest, raising chickens from chicks is a royal pain in the ass. We swore up and down that we would never cross … More Bad Chicken Mother – Shut Yo Mouth!
Who cares? I have asked myself that question every single time I have sat down to write a blog post, for almost a year now. Seriously, I have like 12 drafts in WordPress-land that will never see the light of day. I’ve been struggling, friends and fellow bloggers. It’s been brutal. Growing up, and even into … More Who Cares?
Anyone who lives with a 6-year old knows that life can be very… entertaining. Every day, I happen upon the strangest things. Sometimes I can put two and two together and figure out Mackenzie’s thought processes. Other times, these discoveries take a little explanation. The following photos and phrases were captured in the span of a week. 1.) I was … More Life, Through the Eyes of a Six Year Old
Isn’t that the truth? Last Sunday, I had the pleasure of spending my day with some amazing people, celebrating one of my high school friend’s 40th birthday. It was a blissfully buzzed day, and I truly enjoyed myself, reminiscing about the days of past. After arriving home that evening, the laughs continued while we caught up with my … More Religion, viCARIously Speaking – Part 2
Oh buddy… my little guy has struck again. For those of you tuning in late to this program already in progress, my son Jameson has quite a way with words. His literary faux pas are sometimes hilarious; if you enjoy this latest one, I suggest you take a stroll through the Jameson-isms category of this … More Wearing a Loincloth to P.E.
I love the chance to get the word out about the suspected reason for our honeybee decline. When I received Prime Magazine’s May monthly writing contest prompt, a flower, I knew that I had to incorporate my girls into my 53-word story. Again, another “loser” submission, but fun to write just the same! On the Brink … More On the Brink of Biocide
Another loser in the eyes of Prime Magazine, but a submission that I wanted to share with you, my dear readers. A bit dated, I know, but April’s theme was “a shower”. Instead of going the ‘April Showers’, rainbows, and butterflies route, I decided to lean into the darker side of what came to mind … More Down the Drain