A More Positive PerspectiveNew Decade, New Adventures!
A poem, inspired by Ojibwe legend and art, dreams and nightmares, and the tiny little weavers I’ve grown to respect.
I don’t like limits. I’m good at commitment, when it matters. But, pay attention: the word, for 2020, is “observant.” Read closely; there may be a quiz, later, Watson.
Has a 40-year-long quest for the PERFECT hot and sour soup come to an end, finally – in MY kitchen?
If ever there was a reason to resurrect Pinterest Fail, this would be it.
Born in Florida, raised in Ohio, with detours through Oklahoma and Texas, I’ve got one foot planted on either side of the Mason-Dixon line. I like grits. But on the subject of iced tea, I’m full blooded Yankee. If you’re trying to cut down on sugar, maybe you should be, too!
Give a man a fish, and you feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish, and you feed him for a lifetime.
Give me a logical answer, or you’ll get a decade of, “Why??”
Never mistake the Dove of Peace for a pushover, and never eat The Eggs of Wrath.
Tastier than two armadillos grilled on a chrome grille and spread on asphalt!
Nothing like a walk in the park to get fit, strong, and healthy.
Nothing like traditional Scottish shortbread to blow all that outta the water!
When I was a child, change came easy. Change meant new experiences and adventures. I grew up to both dread and appreciate the challenge of change – to dread the drudgery of change as busywork, but also to enjoy the well-earned rewards of a worthwhile challenge.