What’s a blog without a good bio, eh? Perhaps we can define ourselves by the things that we love and hate... if so, then you’ll find both extremes in this blog, hopefully at a good balance. I write as the whim takes me. If I feel an issue is mulling in my mind, I just… Continue reading All the things that I love…
Are you ready for another short story? If you like being tantalized and tingled by words, send me an email at firstname.lastname@example.org and I'll send you the second short story in the Disciples series... All the original subscribers will get theirs in their inbox shortly! Here's an excerpt from 'Going In For The Kiss:' ***… Continue reading Going In For The Kiss
There's no better person to describe to you the feeling of being stuck than a bipolar person. It's because we know both spectrums of the mood scale; the feelings of hopeless stickiness and those of wild abandon, if you will.
I had to laugh when I saw my 9 year old son's Instagram post the other night: he had taken a blurry picture of the full moon and captioned it: Now my mom is going to go crazy! (Crazy face emoji, monkey face emoji.) He could only have got this idea from his father, his… Continue reading Full Moon Makes Mom Crazy
I really hate school concerts. I am such a bad parent when it comes to participating or baking or attending or volunteering. I feel what the school does in trying to include us in school activities to be nothing short of molestation! Anybody else brave enough to feel this way?!
I'm totally bored by the concept of Women's Month. Are we still having to prove to the world that we are important enough to have an opinion? I just don't get it; in the month of August, we are all to focus on women's achievements, women's art, women's worldly opinions, women's sport, etc but not have to specifically focus on it on any other month? Pfft!
I have always been a foreigner. I’ve never lived in a country where I could cast a vote. I’ve had a million passports and a million visas in them. I’ve gone home, to the place of my birth, only once in the 35 years I’ve been abroad. It wasn’t even called Serbia when I left her, it was still under the socialist hand of Tito, and it was comprised of six republics, all now separate countries from what was then called Yugoslavia.
What an amazing experience I had on a visit to Weltevrede Wine Estate in Bonnievale. Somewhere deep in its 100 year old, catacomb-like wine cellar, we discovered the secret to South Africa's future success as a peaceful and prosperous country. I know it sounds insane, but it's true! This story is multi-faceted but it all… Continue reading A Story Of Hope Where Wine Saves the Day