I found this in one of my little drawers: (not my grandson’s fingers; I mean I found this trinket) It’s a mustard seed. I’m a border/hoarder… My mother; she was a full out hoarder (not that there’s anything wrong with that) but I’m just borderline hoarder (thus the term border/hoarder.) As such, I often […]Read More The Mustard Seed Story and also my latest Shenanigans
I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, it’s a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. Which is what I do, and that enables you to laugh at life’s realities.
Have you ever fake-shopped? I enjoy shopping, the whole process: selection of color, comparison of prices, etc. That is to say I enjoy almost the entire shopping process: I don’t much enjoy the “checking out” part of it unless it is something I’ve saved for. That’s where fake shopping fills the void —the void that […]Read More Faux Shopping and Toilet Fishing: Free and Inexpensive Ways To Have Fun
me, what a looker! my mother and I, She kept the bathing suit. I still have it, (the red and white striped bikini) —the elastic is shot but I still have it. Matter of fact, I think, 49 yrs. later, my father still has that brown shirt blowing on the line! I’m not kidding. My […]Read More Childhood Reminiscing, What IS “Conventional” Anyway?