No matter how amusing a pun may be, I’m trying to teach her, to paraphrase Joanna Russ, not to laugh at the sight of her own blood.
was out today doing everyday things. Forking over money for car repairs, trying to find clothes my son will wear that don’t cost an arm and a leg, making lists for our family vacation, savoring a nice cup of coffee, that sort of thing, when I saw this vehicle parked all on its own. Obviously, it wasn’t from around these parts.
In the mid-afternoon light the lake was blue with dazzling sparkles; by late afternoon the water had shaded to jade and sparkles went away.
Watch out world, because the little girls in this generation are making their own rules. About everything.
That’s why people who took up Nova’s Marathon training challenge got incredibly fit, but only one participant lost weight.
After doing everything right, nothing works. The frustrating rewards of seeking health through nutrition and exercise.
Real life isn’t just a humorous anecdote or two, however, and there were moments when I might have felt sorry for myself because basically the whole “holiday” week was devoted to One Thing After Another.
I’ve got green eyes to protect me from pinches (or so I’ve claimed every March 17 for many years), and my daughter is well equipped with green leggings, shamrocks on her shirt and a green hat to avoid pinches. My son will wear a green hoodie while claiming he was going to wear that anyway. I’ve got less Irish blood in me than I do Native American, but it’s St. Paddy’s Day, and today I’m Irish! Erin go bragh!