rambling Digital Tidying I just went through and cleared out a bunch of library books from my Kindle library. Or ghost books I guess. The books themselves weren't really there. Or I mean, is anything really there when you are talking about an electronic book? ANYWAY... Even though I had finished
rambling Heel Heal...Heal Heel? Went to the other doctor about my ankle today. Dr. Bettencourt had mentioned back at my first appointment with him about my chronic achilles' issues that if what he was going to try didn't work there was another procedure I could try next. Shock wave therapy. I
rambling Scars... When I was a teenager I went to summer camp every year at El Porvenir Christian Camp. First as a camper then as a cook's assistant. Puppet Music camp was my favorite. For those of you that don't know there was a time in my life
rambling Bye Bye July... More than half the year is over. Can you believe it? I mean it seems like it's only been 100 years since January... Still ahead on my reading though I was one book lighter this month. I read the latest Stephen King book so I was expecting that.
rambling Social-Light... So my musings on dropping Bluesky lead to a few comments that made me think about it all differently. Caren pointed out that what I miss doesn't really exist anymore. And she's totally right. Talking to Joe about why Bluesky doesn't really scratch that
rambling Anti Social... It's been almost 8 months since I deleted Facebook and Instagram. It's not been easy, as I've talked about. I miss my friends. I miss seeing how everyone is doing. What everyone is doing. But that's the thing with boycotts, it'
rambling Books and Covers... Brent and I eat breakfast out on one day of the weekend, usually Sunday before grocery shopping. One of the places we frequent the most is this old school restaurant in Hillsboro. A place where the waitress calls you hon sort of vibe. The food is very old school but
rambling Not So Easy... While I'm on the subject of the writing process... I'm reading a book right now that is okay bordering on good, but has a great idea in there. It needed a lot of attention from a devoted editor to coax out the great. It's
rambling Writing about Cleaning... It's a writing process blog! People ask where ideas for stories come from. And honestly they come from everywhere. Sometimes people even send me their ideas, and if they capture my imagination I use those. Though often the writing prompt, or idea, they sent bears very tenuous resemblance
rambling Hypocrite... I've written before about how we are all hypocrites. There is nobody out there who is completely pure. The Good Place (yes philosophy from a TV show) highlighted it when they showed that nobody gets into the good place because we are all doing something with bad consequences
rambling The Wheels on the Bus... ...have fallen off...fallen off...fallen off. I can mark when they fell off. It started with the pandemic. So many terrible things can be marked back to the pandemic. You could back it up and go to the first Trump election, but let's be honest, as terrible
rambling In a Bow... Okay, bear with me. I'm going to talk about a few seemingly random things and then I'm going to tie them all up in a neat little bow. I hope. I mean, I don't know exactly how these things tie together just yet but
rambling Perfection Revisited... The fiction piece I just posted, Perfection, was inspired by a memory. I was texting with a friend of mine from high school a few days ago. Wait, let me correct that, someone I'm friends with now that went to my high school. Cami and I were not
rambling Stuff... Thinking about what I wrote about buying puzzles that I might never do. One of the quirks I have is that often the having of the thing is more important than the using of the thing. Like I have a lot of boxes of crayons. New beautiful tips. The other
rambling Whoosh... My ADD is ADDing. I always have a list running in my head of what I'm doing and what I need to do. Like in the morning I get up and think, Make Brent's smoothie, make breakfast, make my smoothie, clean the kitchen. Then the variables
rambling What Files? One of my oddest memories of when Brent's dad died happened on the day of his funeral. Bill Richardson, who was then the Governor of New Mexico, called to speak with Ann and give her his condolences. She would not take the call. I remember thinking...Daaaaamn.... and
rambling Gymnastics We were listening to OPB this morning on the way to breakfast and they were talking about the cherry harvest this year and how farmers were having a hard time bringing in the crop. The one report was that an average orchard would normally do 600 bushels in a day
rambling If You Can Keep It... I am really bummed that the BBB will be signed into law today. Not just because it will strip healthcare from millions, not just because it will explode the debt by trillions, not just because it will fund the American Stasi to continue and expand their reign of terror. Not
rambling My Oh My It's Now July... Technically I could have written my June recap yesterday like I normally would but I was easing back in from vacation. Or not so much easing as trying to get the things that HAD to be done before today done. So June recap is today. How did it go? Well.
rambling Coastal Waters... Brent and I are going away for the weekend. We are headed to the coast for a few days. One of the greatest things about living in Portland is that you can go from the mountains to the coast easily. You can ski on the glacier (what's left
rambling Shh... Sometimes silence is the way to go. Just keeping your mouth shut. Not saying a word is the best course. Silence really is golden. For those of you that know me well you are thinking, what? You never met a silence you didn't shatter! Okay, sure, I'
rambling What Was That? You would think that by now I could no longer be flabbergasted. Like my flabbers are no long gastable, thank you very much. But I forgot that this administration has unlimited amounts of gast to flabber and so here we are again. I last wrote after the US bombed Iran
rambling Warmongers... Well...there was that. It's sort of amazing that just when you think, "Okay, maybe I have a little bit of a handle on things" they break the cup completely. The US bombed Iran. We could see it coming. But then Trump did his "two
rambling Smiles, Everyone, Smiles... I talked about the anniversary of my father's death on Monday, but it was also the anniversary of my mother's birth. She would have been 93. I inherited a lot of mannerism and traits from my mother, but mostly her face. And not just the fact
rambling No Faux King Way... There are moments in life where you see the split very clearly as it happens. The before and the what comes after. Fourteen years ago my sister-in-law called me to tell me the paramedics were with Dad and it didn't look good. Not even five minutes later she