Have you ever noticed that book authors are beautiful people? I have no idea about the inside, other than what is reflected through their writing, but the author page and images portray attractive and professional looking people. They are never shown in their writing garb which might be pj's or birthday suits or Walmart attire. Their hair is not out of place nor is there a blemish. I realize
Already at the dedication, you can tell Robert McCaw has a soft spot for love. From the devotion to his wife to the exquisite setting in Hawaii...I'm beginning to think he is somewhat of a romanticist.
Off The Grid really is not a love story, but the author's personality is evident from the beginning to the end-which might include some traits of a dreamer. He also gives attention to finite
Back at the grindstone of studies. Now I am onto thesis proposal and archaeology. They don't match much, even though my area of concentration is Archaeology. My thesis is more along the lines of my expertise which is biological anthropology: infant deaths. So, not sure how that will pan out, but my advisor is on board. Here goes a year long research project. Now, if it doesn't fly at the end, I
Have you ever read the news and found nothing uplifting? LOL. Of course. Everyday, right?
Sometimes when my newsfeed is saturated with negative stuff, I envision the awards for journalists in an event of pomp and circumstance. And the following goes to so and so for...
1. The Doom and Gloom Award
2. Fake News Trophy
3. Unhumanitarian Award
4. Cloak and Dagger Reporting
5. Chicken Little
CMS-Crazy Mom Syndrome
Some days are like Mary Poppins.
(Photo by Edu Canton, Unsplash)
WSF asked if I had been on a mushroom trip. No. But my brain is mush, so part of the phrase is applicable.
See how my brain is working? It isn't! Short circuiting causes wires to be crossed and then nonsensical happenings abound.
Yesterday, I just happen to put people's famous quotes in a silly
The noise was so loud, it overpowered the yappers in the room. There were a bunch of them. All huddled together. Mother Nature was showing her temper quite well by the sounds of thunder. It was surprisingly heard through the room which was supposed to be sound proof.
"Don't you think we should check the weather and possibly seek shelter. They said there would be tornadic activity today."
It is the struggle bus. End of semester for school and teaching. I am exhausted and cannot keep up. So, it looks like I will have no income over the summer due to enrollment issues with summer classes. I have jumped on the wagon and hustled for a graduate assistantship to survive being a full time student this summer. Wish me luck. I am tired, excited, but scared. I might be at Biolife to get gas
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Meanwhile...you can check out what my figure should look like, but at this time does not resemble:
Hmm..seems I have having difficulty loading these inappropriate pictures. I guess perhaps Big Brother has put a block on them. You know, it is getting more and more censored out there.
Nothing is for free and oh wait. That ain't workin', that's the way you do it.
There is a lot on my mind lately, but most of it is overshadowed by my brother's fight for survival. He has always been so strong. In the last few communications, he has expressed his exhaustion in fighting all that Chrohn's has given him which is more than enough for an army to endure. I can't let him give up and I can't accept it when he is tired, although I cannot fathom his pain. It is a hard
Well, it has taken me 6 years to get here: to the ledge of the hole. I'm still hanging on by the fingernails, but I am determined to stand my feet on firm ground again. One more year should give me a better position.
Six years of struggles, poverty, and even food banks and assistance in 2013. Not many people know that. It feels pretty amazing to be here today and look back.
I prayed and