Here we are at my 660th post. Yay, me. Yay, you, too - my faithful readers. Thank you for sticking around in my little corner of the blogosphere to watch and read. I'm having fun, yes I am. And since you hopped by too - welcome! You've joined the party I've got going on -… Continue reading How to ensure your blogging efforts are playful
Author: Shelley
Letting my quirk out one post at a time.
Let’s party like the Orioles do!
Skittishly perched on branches in disguise, it's only his songful presence you become aware he is there. Precariously adventurous, ready and willing to flip around the party to get the best bite. Fittingly flitting from spot to spot to share the space. Predominantly handsome, with a belly as bright as his target. Playfully pausing as… Continue reading Let’s party like the Orioles do!
Ah, yes, now spring is officially here
It's not quiet here this morning as the sun rises. The songbirds are singing up a storm. Red in the morning, sailors take warning. The orange glows in the sky indicate the heat of spring is here, too. Yeah, we know, after a nice hot day or two in the spring, we'll likely have a… Continue reading Ah, yes, now spring is officially here
Embracing the reality of imperfections
This is my year of embracing or modifying imperfections in my life. Yeah, it's part of my MAD MAD MOM month, too, but seriously, if at 54 years of age I can't get past my imperfections, I'd be doomed. Doomed. Doomed. Doomed. Doomed like my unicorn horn and my barnacle are - gone forever, leaving… Continue reading Embracing the reality of imperfections
How spring nights warm my heart
This time of the year, I'm in awe to wake up and see what happens while I'm sleeping the night away. Seeing what wakes up with the sights and sounds of our little world, makes me happy. The fog begins to roll in as night gives way to the morning light. Leaving a couple of… Continue reading How spring nights warm my heart
Mad mad mom goes all senior on us
Every morning, I sit in the corner of my office and write my 3-morning pages. It helps me clear my sleepy head, and get me ready for the day. As I finished up my pages today, I wondered how many months I have left in my 54th year of life? I'm not dying, (yet), I'm… Continue reading Mad mad mom goes all senior on us