The Blue Moon Lingers
The beauty of last night's blue moon lingers
Dear Nat’l Media: A suggestion for those clinging to our lightpoles and standing in our ditches (Can I Get a Share or RT? THX!)
******8-29-12 After watching that last storm update, I feel compelled to offer the following pertinent except from my most recent book, Sue Ellen's Girl Ain't Fat, She Just Weighs Heavy . Perhaps it will help some to refrain from sharing quite so enthusiastically. THX! ****** On behalf of my fellow Louisianans, and our many friends in other hard hit areas of the southern region, I’d like to have a come to
Is that a Hole in my Head?
I have scant time for this, but since my author friend Nicole Seitz thought I should share this story, here we go. Note: there'll be even more rambling than usual because there'll be zero to none editing. We good? Cool. Once upon a time, (which was actually just last week), I had a hole in my head. I do not mean an actual hole. That's just the phrase that kept coming
Red and Keggie Go Kayaking
Captions left to right: "It's okay, Red! I haven't tumped over yet." "Dear Lord, why do I let Keggie talk me into these things?" "We're going how far, Keggie? You're such a kidder!" "Husband, thanks for taking the pics. If we're not back by dark-thirty, come after us, k?" Hugs, Shellie I love to hear from you. And to prove it– leave a comment anytime during the month of May and I’ll
Me and My Otter
I did it! It's windy here but I still took my new Otter out on a solo expedition and made it back to the dock safely! Note Dixie Belle observing. There's a seat for her but she said if it was all the same to me she'd pass on the maiden voyage. Whatever. I love it! Thx, Phil!!!! Hugs, Shellie the new Kayaker I love to hear from
My Apologies to Shakespheare
Yikes! I opened the radio show yesterday in a most colorful and yet totally unintended way. I had plans to say something cute about it being Talk Like Shakespeare Day. Towards that end, I opened my mouth to say, "Why fore shalt thou not join me on yon radio show?" INSTEAD, I heard myself begin with, "Why _______" (insert rather crude word that rhymes with cart and smart and has
Praying and Snoring, Not Meant to Go Hand in Hand
Yes, I am strange. It's a life-long condition. With that preface aside, Dixie Belle and I hold hands occasionally during our early morning prayer times. This morning she tired of praying earlier than usual. Maybe it was the drizzling rain falling on the other side of the screened in porch
Sitting on the dock by the lake, wasting time…
...and it felt good! So, I was writing on the back porch earlier this afternoon. The lake was calling and Dixie Belle's big old lab eyes were saying, "Deadlines, schmedlines, let's go fishing." And that, is precisely what we did. I shut 'er down and grabbed a shovel and cane pole from the carport storage room. The pic on the right is an example of the healthy worms I
Dancing Eyes Linger
Dancing eyes. I substituted in the children's class at church this morning and all afternoon I've found my eyes wandering back to those kids and their dancing eyes. I filled in because I was needed. Who knew I would enjoy them so much? Not me. I like, no, I LOVE sharing the word with women-- that's not news. But those kids, they captured my heart in a totally different
My Silent Movie Career Launches
Okay, in case y'all haven't been on my Facebook wall today, and because I do like to share with ALL my tribe, (That's what they tell me y'all are, btw. If you read my words, you are part of my tribe. Me, Shellie. You, Reading One), I give you my Silent Movie. I created it yesterday when I had to have, count 'em, SIXTY PLUS shots