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Showing posts with label change. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Things I ALMOST Miss

  There are so many things I used to have, thought I needed, or simply wanted.
  Somedays I miss them—
 Until I remember how much upkeep and cost they entailed.
 Things like:

 A size 2 body
 A 50 gallon freshwater aquarium
 assorted houseplants in every room
 A large vegetable garden
 A summer and a winter wardrobe
 A size 2 body
 reptiles, any caged sort
 long, perfect fingernails
 multiple hairy dogs
 Fresh flower bouquets
 Did I mention a size 2 body?




Friday, February 8, 2013

How to sell your house. In 4 days.

Write a letter like this and leave it on your counter.


To the potential owners of XXXX,

We found this house probably much the same way you did, scrolling through hundreds of web pages, sipping wine and dreaming. Our kids were young, three and seven. We wanted a safe, family-oriented neighborhood with a pool and playground and good schools nearby. We hoped for a flat, fenced yard and beautiful big trees on a cul-de-sac, a house that we would make a home.
 That was eleven years ago. Our son is now in college and our daughter's a freshman in high school. They were born on different coasts, but this is the house they'll speak of when asked about their childhood. This is the place where Christmas magic happened, where baby birds fell from trees and were handfed until they could fly, where puppies grew into dogs, where slumber parties and birthday celebrations and over ten years of mystery parties were forged into lifelong memories.
This house has a distinct soul. You'll feel it on quiet mornings sitting on the patio with a cup of coffee, on cool evenings burning twigs in the fire pit as owls hoot, cooking and baking in the kitchen, scents drifting into the dining room where guests wait, lounging in the family room on movie night, or hosting outdoor barbeques on game day—even in those times when the pace slows and the bubbling aquarium tells you to relax.
 We have been very blessed in this house. It has, what some call "good juju." We welcomed that and tried to add special touches along the way, upgrading features whenever possible, yet always honoring the bones of the home.
This is a special community. We've made many wonderful friends here and enjoyed pool parties, bunko night, book club, and swim team. We've even kept in touch with neighbors who moved away. It's that kind of place. You'll meet people who grew up here twenty years ago and have returned with families of their own to call XXX home again.
I know we'll miss living in the yellow house on the hill. And we really hope she finds someone who will love her and care for her as we did. Maybe that's you.

*** also called, how to make your family cry***

Friday, July 9, 2010

When fun interrupts your blogging

I feel horrible. I am a bad bad blogger. My time management skills went on vacation with me and never returned. Sigh.
 Of course, I have taken on yet another project.
 What? You're surprised?? Well, Honey, you don't know me very well then.
I am like an octopus, with an overactive imagination. I am Medusa, except those aren't snakes in my head, those are ideas... story plots, characters, lines and jokes and mysterious red herrings dropped along the way, those are company expansion ideas, travel plans, dreams and maps to reality..with forks in the road. Those are ways I can help other writers, ways I can change people's perceptions, ways I can change my own life for the better.
I know I'm not Superwoman, but I give it a damn good shot, though recently, I am seriously disappointed in my inability to stretch 24 hours into 26. Those two hours could change the world.
Imagine.
 What would you do with 120 extra minutes?

 I mean if Madonna only need 4 minutes to save the world, shit. I could at least save a kitten or something, right?