We just finished listening to Lois Lowry’s, The Messenger, the third novel in her loosely woven book series. Many of you might
Dark Friday
Truth is I am not feeling dark, unless that is, you consider the acid-reflux-filled stomach monster that kept me tossing, turning
The Duct Tape That Holds My Mouth Shut
“And being silenced by a particular culture… That’s the whole point of corporate religion. Get the people so compliant that
The Wonders of Mod Podge
As Kyle covers his arm in “Stage Makeup”: various colored Sharpies, Dollar Store watercolors, toilet paper, and Mod Podge, he begins to
The October 1, 2013 United States Government Shut Down is Freaking Me Out.
Maybe it is because I am just old enough to remember the Energy Crisis of 1979, and the heart-pounding-sweaty-palms anxiety I,
Answers
“It was my boys who finally broke through. They were terrified. I could see it in their eyes, and as they clung
Oxygen Masks, Mormon Crafty Blogs and the Apocalypse
A small, yet wordy, preface: I have a lot to say. I always have a lot to say, and usually Dave or
Grateful in The Middle of Nowhere
When nothing makes sense and I am not quite sure what my purpose on this crazy planet is, thank the heavens I
The Soundtrack of My Memory
Music, like a certain smell, always transports me to the spot where a song’s melody means the most. Mumford and Sons is
Biking for President’s Day
Honoring Washington and Lincoln through bike riding is not what I think we were trying to do, yet in honor of
Instead of Living Strong, How about Liiving United?
“The intense need to get to the top and then stay on the top seems very lonely.” Blue is not blue, black
Great Basin National Park from both sides…
with a little Mormon who-do-you-know Heading west, we are leaving Great Basin National Park. I see the reflected sunset blend pinks, blues
Atalanta!
[Update: I originally wrote and then tried to post this entry on May 27, 2011. Thank Mercury that Raquel called me today.
Why I am NOT voting for Mitt Romney
As my husband, Dave, and I walk the pathways along Park City, Utah’s Swaner Nature Preserve my thoughts are clear. My words
Traveling Sucks Until it Doesn’t: our day in Yosemite National Park.
Heading east. Heading home. Writers we met along the way were all female writers. Kyle tells me we need to write a
Somewhere between Half Moon Bay and Yosemite
It has been nearly a week. We are tired. My notes are in my mind. Kyle just retrieved a luggage cart and