I Didn't Just Wake Up This Morning With A Craving
I Write To Understand. I Write To Stop Time
When shit gets heavy and there is a lot to do, I am very good at bearing down and prioritizing the tasks and working myself to the bone to get it done. Key example: Finishing grad school while working full time.
When I want to put something off, I have trouble doing so.
“If you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans.”
I don’t like Woody Allen at ALL, but his quote has been in my mind recently. Cohiba has tentatively accepted a really sweet job offer… In Seattle.
Ah, treehuggers. I don’t normally consider myself as one of their number, but I really am.
I realized this as I thought about my examples for a travel theme prompt, and I realized that my love for trees is not really about their beauty, but about an emotional connection I feel to them.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Stranded.”
If I am stranded in a foreign place with no money and no friends, just for a day, what do I do? I love that idea. Fortunately, I have traveled solo enough to know the truth behind the proverb that God watches over babes and pilgrims.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Switcheroo.”
One of the challenges of blogging is looking at other’s blogs and comparing your own efforts with theirs. (I should say that’s a problem for me – am I the only one who does that?)
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “We Built This City.”
I have lived my whole life in Missouri, mostly in or around St. Louis. I’ve talked about this before, mostly about being “accidentally in a Cardinal nation.” One of the things I love most about St. Louis is a game I call “Six Degrees of St. Louis.”
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “But No Cigar.”
This prompt reminds me that, come this weekend, I’m going to have my first cigar since last summer, my first one since the Wee One came. However, even though we’re going on Saturday, there was another poportunity just after she was born that I really wanted to take advantage of… but no cigar.
Continue reading “Experiment, but No Cigar – No Rocky Patel”
Yesterday’s prompt asked us to think about having a talk with someone I don’t know very well about their life and their background, and it reminded me of something my department encouraged a few years ago. but first, some backstory:
Continue reading “Ignore the Icky Feeling at Your Peril – A Dyad Disaster”
Some of the, sometimes, worst things about this adulthood trap are the deadlines that follow us around. Some of them are smaller and less pressure than others, currently, I am under the most pressing deadline of my life: the birth of my child.
I Didn't Just Wake Up This Morning With A Craving 