Maybe I am doing something right…

Let me say that I am not stupid. I know that Mini Me is definitely not sitting up in Nashville, reading a Bible and going to bed at 8pm. Please.



Many years ago, as in about 45 years ago, my Mothah gave my father a Valentine.  It was a pair of red, nylon boxer shorts.  It was a joke.  He never even had them on his body-not even once-because I, the one year old, snagged them and held on to them, well, for the better part …

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Elvis Has Left the Building

We had to be at Belmont the next morning at a specified time. I can no longer remember what that specified time was, but sure as hell, we were running late.


Fifth Grade Cynic

I have been a cynic since the fifth grade.  In my opinion, I'm lucky I made it that far. I can pinpoint the exact moment that my life changed for the worse.  It was going so well.   We lived in a nice neighborhood.  We had a pool at our house.  We had a sauna in our …

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Out of the Mouths of Babes: My First Time Speaking As A Writer/Blogger

It was a momentous day in my career as a writer, as that is what I call what I do, as opposed to being just a blogger.  Bloggers are writers!  We are writers who blog our writings. Anyway, back to my momentous day.... I was asked to come speak to The Baby's second grade class about creative writing and about writing my blog!  I was so excited. …

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Yesterday, The Middle Child auditioned for musical.  I think that sentence should have read: Yesterday, The Middle Child auditioned for the musical.  The spring performance at The Middle Child's school (and also that of Mini Me) is always a musical, and is simply referred to as musical until they (whoever they are) decide which musical …

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Shot Through the Heart…

When Mini Me was two or so, I had an epiphany. I was in dire need of adult conversation. Mini Me was in dire need of child conversation....