Note: this post was originally shared as part of the Life List Club Blog Hop on Jenny Hansen’s awesome More Cowbell blog.
This is Katara.
Katara at approx 6 months old and full cuteness capacity.
She’s half chihuahua. We have no idea what the other half might be, though we’re pretty sure there’s at least a little alien in the mix.
She stands 8.5 inches high, is 12 inches around the deepest part of her chest and 23 inches long. About a quarter of that lenth is tail.
And yes, she is named after the female protagonist in Avatar: The Last Airbender. The animated series, not the movie.
Although she’s closer in size to a guinea pig than a full-grown doberman, she doesn’t let that stand in the way of taking care of her doggish duties. Guarding the property and house from burglars and meter readers. Terrifying birds that have the nerve to land on her grass. And keeping the cats in line. Continue reading
Around here it’s been HOT. Okay, maybe not somewhere-in-the-Sahara-hot. But hot enough.
Actually, right now we’re on something of a cooling trend…only high 90s and just over a hundred on the horizon. I’m pretty sure we’ll be back up to 110 or 112+ before the end of summer though. So it’s imperative we find ways to keep cool.
While I prefer to hang out anywhere there’s a/c, other folks might prefer a little more unusual way of keeping cool… Continue reading
The other day, I messed up.
It wasn’t really a big deal but I immediately started kicking myself in the mental butt.
Later on, that same inner voice talked me into junk food and procrastination instead of a healthy snack and knocking a big chunk off my todo list.
Later still, the inner voice followed up with a whole lot more mental butt-kicking (rather gleeful mental butt-kicking, I might add).
Then it dawned on me: I’m my own frenemy. Continue reading
Our desks tend to become microcosms of our world. They collect snippets of our lives. Stuff parked there while we find a better spot. Stacks of paperwork we’ll sort through…in a little while. Sticky notes and pens. The ubiquitous coffee (or tea) mug. Maybe a toy or something to amuse us when our brains need a recharge.
And sometimes we keep stuff on our desk that might make others scratch their heads a little.
Recently, I cleared* my desk of old paperwork, my collection of empty but dirty coffee mugs, dry pens and
incriminating evidence items that just didn’t belong on a desk…. Continue reading
Mobile phones give us tremendous freedom. No more waiting by the phone or frantically leaving messages on somebody’s answering machine1. No more waiting in line for a pay phone2…only to discover you’re out of coins and nobody has change for a dollar. No more slogging along the side of a highway in the rain, looking for a callbox3. No more being chained to your desk.
Of course, being able to take calls anywhere has some drawbacks. Folks (including clients, bosses and
nagging relatives) now often expect 24-7 availability.
And then there are those folks who are willing to take calls anytime, anywhere… Continue reading
All of us have asked ourselves this question at one time or another. Some of us ask it a lot. And it can mean different things depending on how we ask it.
Maybe we’re facing a challenge and wondering if our skills are up to par.
Maybe we’ve just put ourselves out there and we wonder whether our efforts hit the nail on the head…or missed the mark.
In either case, we can use “am I good enough?” to spur ourselves on, to get ourselves asking the questions we need to figure out how we can get better.
But sometimes we’re really asking if we are good enough. If who we are, especially what we look like and how “cool” we are is good enough.
Good enough to fit in.
Good enough to be accepted.
Good enough to be loved. Continue reading
I tend to write the way I live (or maybe I live the way I write), a sometimes-awkward hybrid between planning and winging it.
Writers often define themselves as either plotter (planner) or pantser (that sometimes flaky person who considers herself spontaneous). While I’m no longer a die-hard pantser, I’m also not entirely a plotter. I’m somewhere between. A plantser, if you will. Continue reading
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A rose from my garden. I can’t take any credit for
their beauty or numbers…all I did was water ‘em.
spring fever (n):
1) A feeling of restlessness or excitement commonly associated with the approach of spring.
2) An irrepressible urge to go outside and play in the dirt.
3)An excuse for a decrease in productivity surround the advent of spring.
As you might have noticed, I took a wee break from blogging and social media-ing. I’d planned on taking a week or two off to focus on a massive influx of work projects.
Then, two weeks turned into four.
Or something like that.
You know how it goes. Continue reading
“You might want to look both ways before crossing the…oh man…that’s gonna stain…”
You’re driving along, minding your own business (or maybe your kids’ business in the back seat as they argue over who’s taking up whose oxygen or some other obscure manifestation of sibling rivalry), when another car whips out of nowhere and cuts you off.
Or you’re watching folks on tv do something ginormously stupid.
Or maybe you’re favorite team is losing (or winning).
Do you talk back to them?
Fess up, now.
You totally yell at the tv/radio/car in front of you, don’t you? Continue reading
As I barrel towards my thirty-mmrmpth birthday, I realize that I appreciate getting older.
Okay, so there are wrinkles where there weren’t before (but, you know, just little ones), I almost always get called ma’am and rarely get carded when I wanna buy booze. So there’s that. Continue reading