Having the Blogging Blues is a real thing. Seriously, I suspect I'm not alone in attending an occasional blogging blues fest. Every full moon blogging demons just show up and claim our creative thinking space. Even the pros have demons, (in their sleepless nights), to fight off, too. As a part-time blogger, spending plenty of… Continue reading 10 tips to overcome blogging blues
Author: Shelley
Letting my quirk out one post at a time.
But it is just a joke
I woke up slightly late this morning. Not really. But, when I did, I rushed to the bathroom. Everyone with an aging bladder knows why. On my way there, I rubbed my blurry eyes and saw something bright in the distance. I glanced out the window and saw the full moon. But I had to… Continue reading But it is just a joke
Why there isn’t a finish line when going gray
Today marks the 3rd anniversary of my going gray journey. Yay me! Party at 5 pm, after work, will you be here to help me celebrate? Okay - you're right, people don't celebrate gray-anniversaries. There's no party, it's just me ranting for a bit about the lack of a finish line. Besides, you'd think by… Continue reading Why there isn’t a finish line when going gray
Well Hello There Painted Lady
Believe it or not, this post your reading is my 750th post. Wow - that's a lot of words I've typed here on my blog and released out into the blogosphere. Quite the busy bee I've been as a part-time blogger. Today is also 9/11/2019, and perhaps I should be reflecting on 911 instead of… Continue reading Well Hello There Painted Lady
Six questions I want to find answers to
This weekend, in an effort to try and find focus, I began a mental list of random things I'd like to learn as I head into my 30th year of marriage and my 55th year of existence. When I was 23, I hadn't even thought of these type of questions. I had a thick dark… Continue reading Six questions I want to find answers to
A dam icy story
Normally, if I have a hankering for craving ice cream, it's on a hot summer day. But, not always. Sometimes, it's just a craving for a form of comfort food. Salty chips, cheese curds, or ice cream. Anyone of those on any day will do. Including an early, overcast, fall-ish kind of day, like it… Continue reading A dam icy story