When I was a kid, and Father’s Day or his birthday rolled around, I would buy my Dad a tie. Or a wallet. I wasn’t very creative back then. At Christmas, people would get something from the craft-fair at school. Nothing with glue or dried macaroni on it, because I thought that was a waste … Continue reading It’s Not A Tie
And click here to see the second thing to make me cry happy tears today! Thanks, Dad.
Sharon at Hyperactive Inefficiency and Susan at LostnChina have given me the Versatile Blogger Award. This means a, you really, really like me or b, my ramblings are truly aimless or iii, I am Waffley Versatile. I can take all three. Thanks a bunch. In the name of blogging community, I’m going to share yet … Continue reading Confessions of a Girl Scout Reject
Because Broadside and Oh My Words! wanted to know, here are 10 random, or maybe not-so random facts about moi: 1. When I was a kid, I thought Kenny Rogers and Dolly Parton were married. Because everyone who sang duets were married to each other. Obviously. I also thought Nina Simone was a man. Because, … Continue reading Nina Simone Was Not A Man
'I enjoy books. No room is fit for occupation without a lining of books. They contain the condensed experiences of humanity. To live fully, one has to read widely. I do not intend to face a man-eating lion in the African veld, fall from an aircraft into the Arabian Sea, soar through outer space or … Continue reading 100 Books Or Bust: Words And Wisdom
I am a natural blonde. No, really. I have proof: It got lighter in the summer and darkened in the winter. By the time I was eight it no longer changed with the seasons, no matter how much lemon juice my Nana squeezed on my head. Maybe that’s why I felt such … Continue reading Back To My Roots
I went to an interview type thing today. This involved wearing something that isn’t a sweatshirt and getting on the bus. Now, regular readers will know that I am newish to this city. And not the best with directions. I travel with people so I don’t get lost. I choose not to get lost. I … Continue reading You talkin’ to me?