3 Ways Your Life is Like a Toilet

Life is Like A Toilet: sometimes you just have to flush

  Life is like a toilet.  Sometimes you just have to flush. I had this great insight into life today while I was on my hand and knees scrubbing the throne.  It's amazing the things you think about when your hands are busy completing mindless tasks.  Ok, sometimes it's downright scary where your mind roams, or maybe that's just my mind, but lately, I've spent a lot of time thinking about our toilet. We have two children who like to use a lot of toilet paper and one tiny, extremely old pipe that accepts these gifts.  The combination is not good and I think bad thoughts every … [Read more...]

Life is too Short to Drink Bad Coffee

Main Street Caffe - American Coffee Shop

  I'm joining Lisa Leonard in Saying Hello to Monday and Hello to our downtown Cafe. I'm a fan of coffee shops. I almost like the idea of sitting around a coffee shop with friends more than I like the idea of drinking coffee.  Does that make any sense?     Little hole in the wall places are usually the best, and this coffee shop on Main Street is definitely a tiny place with a lot of personality.     My son has been wanting to take me to this coffee shop for a long time.  He loves their cinnamon rolls, so early Saturday morning, we … [Read more...]

The Result of Creativity Deficiency

location of new Price Chopper grocery store

I may never blog normally again. This virus zapped all creativity, rational thought, and spontaneity out of me.   The good news is I held down a scrambled egg and a slice of toast.  The better news is I lost seven pounds. If you are in search of a crash diet, come on over, use my chapstick and catch my virus.  I guarantee you'll be thinner (if not dead) in three days. In light of the fact that my brain left the premises, let's do one of those "get to know you" type posts.  I tell you a few silly things about me and then you divulge your deepest, darkest secrets to me (and the … [Read more...]

Gone Viral

bringing glory to God makes Him known on the earth

Friends, I've gone viral, but it's not in a good way. I have some sort of pesky bug in my body making me rage with fevers, massive headaches, and vomiting.  I know I could have left that last part out, but then you wouldn't know how sick I really am. Stomach bugs are the worst, most awful (I think I'm gonna die) type of sickness I can get. I'm pathetic. I also purchased the right to watch a Priscilla Shirer's live simulcast on Saturday and I missed it.  Missed it. That is unacceptable friends. I also missed Saturday Night Stars.  Please accept my … [Read more...]

Mullets & Bobs – Unintended Hair Adventures

straight bob / curly bob - women's hair

Many of you read about my hair adventure earlier in the week, the one where I walked into a salon for a trim and walked out with an updated version of the mullet. Never thought I'd have to relive the mullet, but a nice young girl, who has no idea what kind of permanent psychological and emotional damage the mullet of the 80's caused, fixed my hair. She admitted it looked bizarre. She was trying to be nice, but I assured her, no kind words were necessary, just a pair of sharp scissors and the ability to cut a straight line.  I would have done it myself, but my specialty cut is a buzz … [Read more...]

Neon is A Gateway to The Mullet – A Haircut Story

I love the 80's. Child of the 80's neon sign.

If a woman's hair is her crowning glory, then a bad haircut is akin to being dethroned for twenty-five dollars. No more crown. I've had my fair share of bad haircuts in this life.  The first, and possibly most dramatic cut that comes to mind is the time a woman from my church turned me into Lady Liberty.  I had tiny spikes of bangs lining my crown.  At first glance, I even looked green. That's when I instituted the "no church cut" policy. If we attend the same church, you cannot touch my hair with scissors.  It's for our mutual protection and the good of the brethren. I'm … [Read more...]

A Pedicure or Ghetto Cure

Pedicure

  This morning I threw common sense to the wind, peeled off my socks, and pulled out a pair of flip-flops. My last pedicure was five years ago. You could tell by my feet. I walked in to the nail "Spa" salon and a short woman dressed in head-to-toe spandex said in a whiny, high-pitched, broken English tone, "Pick a color.  You pick a color." So I picked blue with silver sparkles. It's hard to make good choices under the gaze of a stretchy-clad foreign woman. She ushered me into a worn blue chair, dirtied with the stains of a thousand pampered women and turned on the … [Read more...]

Around Town: My Favorite Coffee Shop

Ole Sal's Coffee Shop

On this Monday, I'm joining Lisa Leonard in saying Hello to the world and my favorite coffee shop. Meet Chris, owner of Ole Sal's. He makes the best brownies and broccoli cheese soup in town.  I don't frivolously give compliments like that. Rumor has it, he waded into to river for that green buoy.  It's not like he stole it or anything.  It was just randomly floating down the river.  It's amazing the things you find floating down stream, especially after a big spring rain. A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away, my husband and his sister attended school with Chris and his … [Read more...]

A Blogging Hiatus (almost)

I was going to take a blogging hiatus, indefinitely, except on Thursdays, because that's the day I write for Fancy Little Things.  So it would be more like a part-time hiatus. I can't even do hiatus right. That pretty much sums up how I'm feeling right now. Yup.  It's not a great time for me.  Imagine me, the computer, and snacks, alternating salty and sweet. I may need an intervention, or a wilderness experience.     You know the kind...where you pack a bag and take a hike out into the middle of nowhere to sit on a rock and get in touch with God, your … [Read more...]

Hello Monday – Hello Antiques Shop

vintage thermoses

I'm joining Lisa Leonard in saying Hello to Monday.  I'm also saying hello to a giant antiques shop in my town.  I suspect it should be called "antique" shop singular, but this old factory has so much junk, I have to say "antiques" plural. I love watching American Pickers on TV, and truth be told, we've all tried our handing at picking. Once I went to Maine, bought up a whole bunch of junk from yard sales, brought my haul back to Long Island and sold everything for a whole lot more than I thought it was worth. There's a certain thrill to rescuing a piece of history and then selling … [Read more...]