Have you ever worked your arse off, due to putting off a cleaning project for days, weeks, months, maybe years only to find that holy crap it was a lot of work? My weekend cleaning extravaganza was such a big project, I didn't want to do it. But I had to. I had to avoid… Continue reading Thank goodness I made it to Tuesday
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How to make your point vanish into food
When my thoughts wander off, and I lose focus, due to all the amazing scents on the ground a light dusting of snow has to offer the world, I invite Dessy to write. Instead of me...or the Mrs. Who, by the way, seems to have vanished into thin Dry January air...or maybe it's her pile… Continue reading How to make your point vanish into food
A fire within warms the heart
It was a silent night. The decorated tree survived yet another dimly lit December's eve. Sing it with me now..."Oh, holy, night, the stars are brightly shining." But damn the furnace seemed to be kicking into high gear. Why, oh, why, did the twinkling stars have to bring along with them the frigid cold? Damn,… Continue reading A fire within warms the heart
How to gain blog followers
As I reflect on what has worked and what hasn't worked for gaining followers, I keep coming back to the same old question. How do you gain blog followers? When I stopped making it way to difficult, I realized, it's simple really. Really? Well...yeah, but, I'm not positive...all I do know is this bit of wise… Continue reading How to gain blog followers
My favorite photography challenges so far
The next photo I take will be my favorite. But...then again, if I think about that statement, I question the validity of it. I've taken a lot of photos that have been just that...my next shot and they are some of my favorites, so far...and with the help of fun photography challenges here on WordPress,… Continue reading My favorite photography challenges so far
A heart fragile as glass
There are days when the way the world works makes no sense to me. My heart feels fragile like glass. On an island, I stand in awe of the side that stalls the inevitable. My mind blurs. My heart wants to cry as I muffle my voice that wants to scream... I let my fragile… Continue reading A heart fragile as glass