Wednesday Night – Spinach Bleu Cheese Stuffed Chicken Parmesan – Summer Zucchini – Fresh Bread
If a meteor was going to destroy the Earth, I would call everyone I love and tell them so- by the time I got done, I’d be dead- and if not, I’d eat some amazing pasta as my last meal. And I would totally not eat the zucchini in this picture- blech!
I love Halloween. I always have liked the freedom of the holiday. Dressing up as someone else one night a year and acting silly is something I enjoy. I usually keep a tight rein on myself and like to be in control so that one night a year of being different is always fun.
I used to have a party every year but stopped about four years ago. Attendance started to drop and I got tired of all the work (in the south, we COOK for parties). So, I stopped doing it. We do still decorate and we have a full size coffin, smoke machine and tombstones. I miss having kids young enough to celebrate with so I usually watch scary movies or haunted live shows.
I am a realist. For sure. I definitely try to look on the bright side and I try to laugh at the world and myself at least twice a day but I also tend to fret and worry needlessly. I think it’s human nature to have a little of both, right?
Truth be known, though, I’m a realist. I call ’em like I see ’em. That doesn’t make me less hopeful for the future, though.
Back Stabbers Beware
I would change the way I handled a situation in high school with a former friend. I wouldn’t stand for the way this person treated me and I would clear the air between us and let the chips fall where they may. I trusted this person and was stabbed in the back. I wouldn’t let it unfold the way it did in the past this time around.
Haunted Grimm House of Old Town
Ghosts are definitely real. I’ve had enough of my own spiritual experiences to know that to be true, starting at age 16 and no, it was not a poltergeist. It was my grandmother’s spirit coming to comfort me like she always did when she was alive. It was not scary at all.
Other experiences have not been as comforting as that first one but I’m still not afraid. I believe there are lots of wonders in this world we can not see. Just because you can’t see it, doesn’t mean it’s not out there.
kid’s baby pictures
This is something I can’t replace. My memories will always be there but would anyone believe me when I tell them how blonde one of my kids was until he was eight? Would anyone believe that my other son was a red head for a while? They both have very, very brown hair now and it’s amazing to look back at those baby pics. As someone who lives where hurricanes like to come ashore, I keep those baby books and scrapbooks in plastic bins. So, I’d be ready to evacuate if necessary
2010 All Girl Cayucos Pier Classic-76 Female Surfer Hangs 10 – Hangs Ten.
I’m working on a novel called Surfer Bride and closing in on 50,000 words. My goal is to get there this morning. I like the symmetry of 10-10-10 and 50,000 is a nice even number, too. Hope to actually surpass it by a few thousand by the end of the day, but 50,000 before noon works.
Virgina is for Lovers…. Of FALL!
I lived in Virginia and I miss the change in the seasons. Driving up Skyline Drive to get apple cider, pumpkins and gourds in the fall was such a blast. The weather was cool and the cider was icy cold. So cold it hurt going down even though it tasted heavenly. There’s nothing like fresh pressed apple cider.
The leaves crunching underfoot were magical and I can remember kicking them to make them fly and thinking there were fairies and gnomes in the woods. I never uncovered one but I probably made so much noise that they ran from me. I was a pretty rowdy kid.
The smell of fires burning along the route was a tingle in my nose and I loved to inhale the scent. It was an idyllic time and I miss the heck out of it.
10 Random things that make me happy with a special tribute to fall in honor ot Oct 1
Boots
I love to wear boots in the fall and winter. They’re comfy and keep my toes warm.
A roaring fire in the fireplace
There’s nothing like a cozy fire on a cool day. sitting by a fire is a fine way to spend a fall day
Petting my cat
She’s a long hair cat and likes to cuddle only when the weather is cool. It’s relaxing and soothing to run my hand over her fur and hear her purr.
Writing
Writing is something I MUST do. It is part of my soul and my psyche needs it.
reading fiction
Escaping to other worlds is something I enjoy. There’s nothing like a well written book to take me to away from my day to day life.
Red doors
They are beautiful and represent sanctuary.
bare limbed trees
Mysterious and sexy, bare limbed trees speak to my imagination. A haze or fog over such a tree appeals to me. Have no real idea why. It just does.
lunch time
A break from the work day is always a grand thing.
Watching Cary Grant movies
He was so awesome and funny and suave and a wonderful entertainer.
Fridays
DUH!
Is it a cliche if I made it up myself?
It is really not a cliche in the truest sense, but my favorite cliche is one I made up myself. It is “life is tough and then you die.” I started out saying it to my children when they were little and complained about things that went wrong. It evolved from there to saying it to my staff. And from there, to the world at large.
Yesterday, one of the marshals at the courthouse said to me- “What is that thing you always say about life being tough and dying?” So, clearly, it’s the cliche of choice in my world.
Ramblings of a Writer 