A Whole New World

Something amazing just happened.

But let me back up. No, a little further, a little further…. Too far. This way just a bit…aaaaaaand stop! That’s good.

You know how when you’re a kid, you think money grows on trees? Well, you don’t, really. I don’t think I’ve ever met one kid who actually thought that, but they do think that money just is. It’s always there, and it’s unlimited, and why are you so worried? It’s just a pony. Let’s get two! Continue reading A Whole New World

The Naming of The Bubbleses

We live in a neighborhood with lots of pets, complete with a neighborhood Lemon Face, who doesn’t want the dogs to poop in her yard, because “it’s gross.” It doesn’t matter whether we pick up after them or not. I guess she’s worried we’ll get her yard dirty? (I haven’t yet pointed out to her that the squirrels, raccoons, and stray cats don’t come with rope-attached pooper-scoopers.)

But I digress. Lots of pets– lots of dogs, in particular. I know, because Meetu likes to greet (read: snarl and lunge) at each and every one of them. Keep in mind, he’s ten pounds at his heaviest. Most of our neighbors have dogs that range from 30-100 pounds, so he’s kind of a Scrappy Doo. If Meetu could speak English, I’m fairly certain his line would be, “Let me at ’em! I can take ’em!” Gazellik likes to get in on the action, too;

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A Promise is a Promise, No Matter How Small

Writers write. That’s what they say. And the paid writers write everyday.

And I haven’t been. I have really good reasons, you know– REALLY good reasons. But at the end of the day, I need to make a decision: do I want to be a secretary with Really Good Reasons or do I want to be a paid writer?

I had been writing at lunch time. I’d eat for half an hour and then write for a half an hour. It always amazed me how all I had to do was Continue reading A Promise is a Promise, No Matter How Small

Riding the Rocketship

Greetings fellow crew-members of Planet Earth!

It feels good to be back at the keyboard, especially for something as silly as my own thoughts. I was awake at 5:00 this morning, following a night of tossing and turning. Getting up that early would be excellent, except for the fact that today is Saturday, and I was really hoping to sleep until at least 10:00. Mebbe 11:00. Anyway, at 5:00, I decided it was time for me to start blogging again. Get my thoughts back out into the ‘sphere. So, I hopped onto the Interwebs, picked up my new home page (isn’t it shiny?) and then waited for the Internet Fairies to do Things until I get could get to writing. It took a little longer than than I expected, but here I am.

I figure this is a good spot for me to ramble about All The Stuff. And ask the really important questions, like “Why couldn’t they have named MY elementary school Rocketship?” I mean, c’mon. How cool is that name? AND I figure if I need to share an important recipe, this here’s the place. (Notice the blog is named Thoughts, Questions, Recipes? That’s why.)

So. Here we are.

Oh, I should probably introduce the cast of characters. Continue reading Riding the Rocketship