Thank A Teacher #LifeThisWeek

It's been a frightfully long time since I was at school. Thirty years, in fact. Yikes. How did that happen? Happen it did. Quickly. Suddenly, I was 18, with no idea of what I wanted to do with the rest of my life. Still haven't figured it out, to be honest. I guess I never will. Oh, well. Sigh. Anyway,...

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Together Again #WriteBravely #Day 1

Welcome to the Festival of Words 2018! What on earth is that, you ask? Read about it here. I'm joining in for the first time, because I never really knew about it before. But better late than never, as the saying goes! So let's get this party started, as P!nk says... Or something... For day one,...

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An Experiment

Good morning, dear people! Or afternoon. Or evening. Depending upon where you are in the world. Of course there's less than zero chance that folks all over the globe are reading this, but it doesn't hurt to remain delusional optimistic. Anyway, I trust you are feeling fabulous wherever you may...

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The M - Z of Me

Now for the moment you've all been waiting for! Drum roll, please... The illustrious list of all lists! The next installment of my personal alphabet.  The M - Z of Me! YAY! Oh okay, it's not that exciting. Sniff. But since I've already regaled you with the  A - L Of Me, I may as well...

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What I Will Never See Again

I wasn't really sure where to go with this prompt. So here's a random list. You're very welcome. What I Will Never See Again: An empty laundry basket.  A clean clutter free kitchen. A clean clutter free HOUSE. My waist. I think I had one once upon a time.  My teens. (Phew) My twenties....

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My Biggest Fear Is Fear Itself

Fears and phobias are a funny old thing. Using 'funny' in the sense of horrific and absurd. Some folks are mortally afraid of moths. For others it's clowns. Neither bother me. Cockroaches, on the other hand: EEEEEEEEK!!! I've blogged about my fears and phobias before. They're all fairly generic:...

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The A - L Of Me

A is for Autistic.  I was diagnosed with ASD (formerly called Aspergers) at age 40. Also, I'm pretty awesome. Amazing, astounding, and everything. Okay, I'm fairly average, but the other a words sounded more impressive. Sniff. B is for bookworm. I am one. I should probably mention my boys,...

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