My husband does the grocery shopping. It started a long time ago when his mother came to visit us once, for seven weeks. I didn’t realize that she ate only meat and potatoes. In fact a second vegetable on a plate, at her house, was often potatoes, cooked another way. Sigh. So I made the […]
……… Mine is worth $9.99US or $10.19 CAD (exchange rate). Here is how I found out. I have finally decided to separate my “life” blog from my “business” blog. This is not really as grand as separating “Church from State” but it may make my posts a little more focused and relevant for Infiknit. The
….Lately I’ve been feeling a little disconnected. That is, I feel as though there are bits of me all over the place and nothing is coming together in any sort of unified whole. Yes, I am working towards a goal, at present, however, when that is completed, what’s next? Maybe, I am feeling this disconnect,
…Most of the great British authors, who published in the 1800s – Dickens, Hardy, Eliot etc. – wrote for magazines, because periodicals paid for submissions and let’s face it, most of us would rather be paid for our work, than not – just saying 🙂 Hence, the need to both write and pay the rent,
I couldn’t resist this list of people who collect “things” from the site, Mental Floss. If I didn’t live in such a small house and if I didn’t worry so much about becoming my mother, I would collect more. I would definitely have been a stamp collector, philatelist. In fact the other day I was moaning that I had
…..I haven’t posted for a while because I’ve been thinking. Don’t laugh 🙂 I often have to have my mind go blank, quite empty, totally unproductive, like a field lying fallow. Having a blank landscape, gives me time to look for signs on the horizon or to follow the growth of a seed here or
I think that we have all been there. That is, we have said something or done something that set off a chain reaction which ultimately involved a lot of other people. Here’s what happened to me – 1. My 20-year-old son went out after work. At 1:15am, he sent a text to his father saying
….I know that most of my posts lately have been about the severity of the winter. And it’s not just me. It has been very difficult for most of us north and east of the Mississippi. Everyone, it seems, has been hunkering down, pulling out the stops, as it were, and loading up on the
I am still blazing through my proposed reading list for the next few years, with a few dalliances along the way, of course. For example, I didn’t expect to get two Agatha Christie mysteries for Christmas, so I had to interrupt my reading of the classics to read Murder at the Vicarage. I was also
Because I don’t have filters on my blog, I get a number of comments from Anonymous. Many of them never actually post to the blog, but the feeds come through to my e-mail. I usually just ignore them or delete them. In fact, I’m not sure why I even bothered to open this one. The
