Cheers to February! 🍷 I will be celebrating later with a large, possibly expensive, glass of wine, thank you very much. When I started my business almost 2 years ago, I knew I had to create some good habits and break a few bad ones in order to succeed. Since then I’ve made meditation a … Continue reading Cheers to February!
Creative Crackdown — #museclues
I'd love to blame my current problems and frustrations on writer's block or an MIA muse, but as most creatives will tell you, if you don't work the muscle it simply atrophies. Staring at my blank canvas or page, waiting for inspiration to smack me in the face, usually results in the decision to pour … Continue reading Creative Crackdown — #museclues
Published with permission by the Berthoud Weekly Surveyor After a few heartbreaking false starts, it appears that spring may finally be ready to stick around. Well, at least until it snows tomorrow. I can handle precipitation as long as it’s not frozen and accompanied by frigid winds. I’m more than a little whiny these days. … Continue reading Post-hibernation homework
Contentment comes quietly
Some days the bliss arrives unexpectedly and by the simplest means of transportation. Today is like that. My house is still a scary mess, my kid still won’t listen to me or help dry the dishes after telling her 14 times, and I’m still not sure how I’m paying the mortgage this week. And yet … Continue reading Contentment comes quietly
The Big Five-OH-MY-GOD!
If age is just a number, then my upcoming birthday is definitely doing a number on me. Yep. This November I turn half a century. Swigs wine before continuing. I don’t want to say that I’m taking it hard, but there may have been more than a few tears several months back when those bastards … Continue reading The Big Five-OH-MY-GOD!
Death and Daffodils
© Susan Richards Reprinted with permission by the Berthoud Weekly SurveyorCarol knew without a doubt that she couldn’t leave the body lying in the mudroom all day. The kids would be home from school in a few hours and questions were bound to come up. “Mom, why is our neighbor’s face all blue and do … Continue reading Death and Daffodils