An Empty Cup

“There is a hell lot of a difference between a quiet mind and an empty mind.” ~Soshail Akash~ I have a somewhat quiet mind right now. It’s Sunday, as I type. November 3rd. The football game is on mute because our guys aren’t having a good start and I’m trying a little professional sports voodoo. I’ll let you know in a minute if it worked. Having a quiet mind is not easy to do. The thoughts. And the more thoughts.Read more

SoCS: There’s Always Another

One last post about September biking vacation and then I’ll shut up. The aftertaste, the honeymoon period, has been sweet. On the Sunday of that glorious week, biking buddy and I were on the trail during most of a Green Bay Packer vs. Minnesota Viking football game that started at noon. However, in doing so, we were burning a lot of calories and around 1:00 pm, our tummies told us it was time for fuel. Carbs and protein. We decidedRead more

A Cold, Hard Twenty

“Nearly all the best things that came to me in life have been unexpected, unplanned by me.” ~Carl Sandburg~ Have you ever reached into the zipper pocket of your ski pants at the beginning of winter to find a $20 bill tucked inside, forgotten from the prior season? No? Well, I have and it was totally unexpected. The best thing ever – when I could still buy most of a ski lift ticket with it. Now, years later, that $20Read more

Gravy Goes With Everything

My earliest memory of Pauline was of her standing on top of a chair, screaming as a mouse ran across the floor. This would not have been the usual, stoic, keep-it-together mom that was obvious to me later in life. I do not remember other episodes of this woman being hysterical, losing it to furry critters or when life was a bit topsy-turvey. I seldom saw my mother sweat, but perhaps growing up the youngest girl in a family ofRead more

I’m a Lettuce Leaf

“You are what you eat.” ~Victor Lindlahr~ This quote was preceded by “Ninety per cent of the diseases known to man are caused by cheap foodstuffs,” in a 1923 advertisement for beef. However, Victor was probably not the first to say this familiar line, or a version of it, in the history of humanity. Anthelme Brillat-Savarin wrote, “Tell me what you eat and I will tell you what you are,” in 1826. In an essay titled Concerning Spiritualism and Materialism, 1863/4,Read more

Tasting Times Two

“We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect.”  ~Anais Nin~ Exactly. Why wouldn’t we? In writing, we can relive happy childhood moments, feel the wrinkles of an elderly parent’s hand, witness the landscape of a bike trail, and taste the black smoothness of the best.cup.of.coffee.ever. No matter the genre of our writing, we somehow invoke memories, experiences, senses and the here-and-now to create the written word and taste life again. Yummy! What is on your tongueRead more

The Working Girl’s Purse

The last “mom” post was in August, when she turned 99. Not much has happened since, other than she keeps eating, drinking coffee and taking lots of naps. She’s having a hard time holding her head up as this is one of the effects of dementia – her brain is forgetting to tell her body what to do. When I visit, I never know if she is going to be alert or have a sleepy day. The most recent visitRead more

It’s Monday Again…

Monday again Five am the alarm gently wakes Crap! I cover my head Five-oh-five The paw pleads with his master Get up! Resistance is futile Five-ten the alarm seems louder Shut up! One leg over, then two Five-fifteen Moving, trudging, still waking Yeah, yeah, yeah… Two days went too fast Five twenty Hungry cat cries Feed me! Turn on the light, fill the bowls Five twenty-five Make the bed, scoop Stinky cats! Wash face, brush fangs Five thirty-five Must doRead more

One-Liner Wednesday: PIE

It’s my favorite dessert. More so than chocolate cake. Mom and dad made killer lemon meringue pie. They also made the best strawberry dream pie, summer peach pie, and apple slices. Great German cooks, both of them. Last month, I met a few friends from church at a local restaurant (ironically called Mary’s Place). It was evening and I had already had a bite to eat at home because I knew what I wanted to order: A cup of decafRead more

Pavlov’s Dog at the Microwave

“Only by observing this condition would the results of our work be regarded as fully conclusive and as having elucidated (explained) the normal course of the phenomena.” ~Ivan Pavlov~ I turned into Pavlov’s dog last week. In an attempt to heat up a mug of lukewarm coffee at work, I inserted said mug of liquid lusciousness into the microwave. Then I pressed a button. There was no beep. I pressed another button. Still no beep. Well, is this thing working?Read more

Huh?

“What did I do?” That’s what mom asked me on Sunday. Twice. I answered, “I don’t know,” twice. I did not have a clue. Did she spill her coffee or steal someone’s oatmeal at breakfast? In hindsight, I should have answered, “I don’t know, but do you need bail money?” This post has been brought to you by the question of the day. It has also been brought to you by Linda G. Hill’s “One-Liner Wednesday.” All you need to play alongRead more

SoCS: Work and Junk

Liquid That was my brain this week Cognitive overload mush Liquor The substance I needed this week A brandy old-fashioned lush Liquorish Lustful over the potluck this week So much food, so little time Liquate Wanting to separate myself from work this week And do nothing but rhyme Liquidate What I wanted to purge from my office this week God, the papers and junk Liquescent Waiting for the grounds to turn into coffee this week So I could escape theRead more