Bobbing Along

A Lifetime of Stories: collected, painted, shared.

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Journal Entry: Exercise

When I last posted a ‘journal’ entry, summer was on the wane. In that entry, one might have guessed that I was about to redirect some intentions in my life. Which I did. With some success. Ok. With minimal success. Or maybe with an imagined amount of success as only my imagination can suggest. Whatever. […]

In the Eyes of the Beholder, I Suppose…

I enjoy Facebook. I really do. I don’t post often and if I do, my posts more often than not are about family. My family. Friends I consider to be family. Grandchildren. And, yes, the occasional diatribe about the Toddler-in-Chief currently residing in the White House. Sigh. Moving on… Having recently spent time enjoying an […]

It’s What I Do

It doesn’t take much to put a smile on the Peanut’s face. In spite of her parents’ insistence on preparing healthy foods, avoiding whenever possible the pre-made, off-the-shelf, filled-with-salt-and-sugar-and-unpronounceable additives, she fell in love with this: When I returned her to Chicago after our holiday camp (including, yes, that trip to DC), we stuffed our suitcases with envelope […]

A Few Words on Words

The morning after the 2016 Election, I sat at the airport awaiting a flight to Chicago. I was numb. I was heartbroken. And I was frightened beyond belief at the results of the previous day. There was an eerie quiet amongst us, those passengers waiting to board. I could say that we all felt impending […]

Keeping Score

Over the Christmas holidays, Dear Dave and I decided to take the two older grandchildren on a trip to Washington, D.C.  Two nights and two days in that amazing city. A city filled with museums. And, uh, other things. And how did this adventure go, you may wonder? Well, let’s view it as a game—a competition between intent […]

Voices

We recently attended an event: Dear Dave’s 50th high school reunion. We had primped and powdered and felt reasonably comfortable in our old skin and not-new clothes. We were a tad anxious, but otherwise ready to participate in the inevitable task of matching old yearbook photos, long-unthought-of names, and the faces which might complete a connection. That task, ultimately, […]

Labors of Love

Before the world went digital, we made scrapbooks. Well, I made scrapbooks. Lots of scrapbooks. Bookshelves of thick, chunky, dust-gathering scrapbooks. Like these: It took hours to select which photographs to include and which to ignore. It took even more time to create categories and tags to explain what needed additional explaining. It was a labor of love usually accomplished during slow […]

The Lu-bird

It must be said that having grandchildren is tantamount to winning the lottery…or finding that gold at the end of a rainbow. It is simply the most marvelous gift Life can hand you. Better than bacon. Even better than butter. Better than children too, actually, although I love my kids, I really do. I just find […]

Journal Entry: Time

Summer is nearing its end. Windows are open. Cool breezes cleanse the air. I embrace the quiet and allow myself time to think. Time to renew my focus and refresh my intentions. Time to clear my mental cobwebs and dust off my dreams. Over the last few months there have been signs. Signs that point me in the direction of change. Signs that encourage […]

For Jackie and Mary Lou, my last known surviving readers…

ONCE UPON A TIME there was a blog. But the blogger of the blog is a real slacker. She is still trying to write however. Hang in there. xoxox