Category: inspirational

  • Deadline Rush

    Deadline Rush

      My feet are tired. I’m tired. This is not a bad thing. First of all, I made it up on time this morning to hit the treadmill for a mile. Since this was the goal, that was happy. And then work was busy. I was challenged, and I rose to the challenge and accomplished…

  • The Prompt Challenge

    The Prompt Challenge

      This begins week 18 of the Odd Prompts challenge. I’ve been having a ton of fun with it, as any of you who have been enjoying the Case of the Perambulating Hatrack along with me can attest. But I’m not the only one working on that challenge and blog. I’ve been aided and abetted…

  • Motivation Acquisition

    Motivation Acquisition

      I’ve had trouble recently with motivation. I’ve been tired, stressed, and generally discombobulated. My sister and I had an exchange – part of a thread that led to me happily cartooning dragons for friends and procrastinating housework in favor of making folks smile a little – where I asked her if she’d share her…

  • Pull Up Your Socks and Get to Work

    Pull Up Your Socks and Get to Work

    I’m a big fan of wool socks. I’m not sure when my love affair with thick, warm, wicking socks began, but probably some time in my teens when I realized that although cotton socks with colorful creatures on them are cute, there’s nothing like wool socks for keeping your feet warm and dry in the…

  • Hurdles

    Hurdles

    I ran when I was younger. (Now, it would probably kill me, but I digress). No, really! I may be short, and as my beloved husband describes my body shape, sturdy, but I could run. I wasn’t a sprinter, but I could endure for the long runs, and I preferred cross country running, usually barefooted.…

  • Fresh and Shiny

    Fresh and Shiny

    It’s a whole new year. Well, really it’s still another day, following a day, preceding a day. Our bodies follow a circadian rhythm that doesn’t care about years, only the light-dark cycle. However, traditionally this is the end of one period of timekeeping and the beginning of another, and as such we imbue the transition…

  • Banishing Monsters

    Banishing Monsters

    I’ve been having conversations with my daughter about resilience and the human mind. Yesterday I touched on the concept of creating monsters in our mind – be they mewling weaklings like Monday, that we can crush beneath our heel, or towering constructions that loom over us threatening the loss of everything. Both share one similarity:…

  • Small Town Fourth of July

    Small Town Fourth of July

    We were sitting on the porch this morning, like we often do, talking and sipping coffee. We weren’t talking about anything momentous – the coming week, the kids, household needs, planning. Like you do. I had my camera, as I’m still trying to catch the little red-bird fighting his reflection, and when the first part…

  • Toxic Tired

    Toxic Tired

    I’ve been whining a little on social media recently about being tired, and I really shouldn’t. I was musing on this at work the other day, while my hands were busy but my mind wasn’t. I am tired, yes, but it’s a good tired. It’s the tired of being physically tested after several years of…

  • Heigh ho, Heigh Ho

    Heigh ho, Heigh Ho

    Oh, wait, wrong dwarves. I woke up this morning to my mother having shared this medley of Tolkein songs, performed acapella, and, well, it’s fun! But before that, my husband invited me to sit outside in the pre-dawn dark with him. Ohio being Ohio, it’s currently in the mid-60s, rainy, and positively balmy out there.…

  • Goal Setting for 2017

    Goal Setting for 2017

    I don’t really do resolutions. For one thing, they are too easy to break, feel guilty over, and simply ignore. What I do, is set goals. Goal-setting is much more substantial than a vague resolution. I can resolve to write more in 2017. Or I can set concrete goals, broken into manageable chunks, and have…

  • Romance isn’t Homogeneous

    Romance isn’t Homogeneous

    This could have been simply a blog about my life and love, but I was thinking about it. The First Reader and I sometimes get gently twitted by friends about the ‘romance’ we have. Why not be different? Romance isn’t always about flowers, chocolate, and expensive jewelry. Romance is about finding the thing that lights…