• Non-fiction

    Weak

    Today, I am weak. My eyes are tired, I don’t want to do any more work, and I’m hungry. I’m going to eat the cake (I made one yesterday. I’m not going to eat the entire cake … just a piece), but I will have to convince myself not to feel poorly about doing so. And that’s not a thing about body image or weight or any of those other things that might come to mind by such a statement. Here’s the thing: our church leader called for a seven-day fast from social media, television, and from day meals to…

  • Non-fiction

    Slipstreaming to an Executive Lunch

    All that\’s missing is the Cuban cigar.What had happened was, I broke from the day and went to lunch with two of my dear sister-friends. Since one lives just east of me and the other lives in Pasadena (about 50 miles west of us two), we decided to meet at this little Japanese place between us. It is a location that I planned to boycott because the last time I\’d been there, service was a bit lacking. However, for convenience and as a place we all could find something on the menu to eat, I figured I\’d give it another…

  • Miscellaneous

    The #SelfishSomethingist is Finished … or Is It?

    You may (or may not) remember a post from early August in which I agreed to undertake Ra Avis\’ #somethingist challenge?I did.However, despite my self-proclaimed brilliance at deciding to cross off each item as it was completed, I realized nearly all 30 somethingists were addressed on Facebook. If you don\’t follow me, or if you do and tend to get caught up in all my rabbit trails and other bits of sharing, such as snippets of dreams, photos of the monsters, and sundry whats-its, you may have missed a few.So as to assist your insatiable curiosity, I have gone back…

  • Miscellaneous

    A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the … Oh, Wait …

    It wasn\’t funny. At least not at first.What had happened was, about two years ago, the lock mechanism on one of the doors in my house had decided to give up. Turn the knob and the thing that goes into the wall part stayed there. Solution? Duct tape, of course.Duct tape was used to secure the thing inside the door and the deadbolt was then used to lock up. Easy-peasy.Until the duct tape got tired. And then ran out, as in no more duct tape in the house. So paper tape, then electrical tape was employed.But today — epiphany! I…

  • Miscellaneous

    A Selfish #Somethingist

    Have you ever met a person who is filled from top to bottom with wisdom, but he or she never makes others feel empty of it?I\’ve met a few.One was my former father-in-law, Roy Neal. I\’m determined to create one T-shirt with a favorite saying of his on it … I need to figure out the graphic and then it\’s on.The other is the inspiration for this post by Ra. Dave was one of these people. He had answers, he had vision, and he shared them often.Ra mentioned in this post that some people were joining her on a 30-day challenge.…