Love + Compulsion... From as far back as I can remember, I had to learn to read! Once I started, I've never stopped. Now I'm writing two novels! Was Orang-utan Librarian reading over my shoulder?...
When nowhere seems safe, blogger Born in Providence invites us to find shelter on her Island of Sanctuary…
Don’t show them your drawing
They’ll find the mistakes, compare it to what’s already on the fridge or that Picasso we saw on the field trip last year. Third grade is no excuse; third degree.
Don’t ask them how you look
They’ll find the bump in your pony, the hole in your sock which is already inside your shoe, which are too tight and have a scuff. They’ll see that too. You look tired. Did you even brush your teeth?
Don’t tell them you’re hungry or full
They’ll decide you’re too big, small, selfish, greedy, a bottomless pit, picky. Comparing your plate to everyone with more or less deserving than you, making it impossible to taste or swallow past the lump in your throat.
Don’t offer your opinion even when they ask
They’ll decide their ideas, experiences, thoughts and preferences are superior while simultaneously highlighting why everything that comes out…
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Happiness was mine... My loved ones were all content and healthy, I lived in a beautiful home, and I had just married an incredible man. Little did I know... I could be even happier! Moreover, my happiness teachers would be furry! The cats were my idea... My husband has every reason to loathe cats. They… Continue reading Part 1: What Has Your Pet Taught You? by da-AL
Live long enough, and we're bound to encounter challenges. With the help of a friend, Debbie Centeno (who runs this blog and this blog) uses her grief to help others... I never knew how much a person could grow to love their pet. I wasn’t raised with pets, other than fish in a tank. And,… Continue reading Guest Blog Post: The Little Guy Who Stole Our Hearts by Debbie Centeno
Warning: reality check, then Cuteness Overload! It’s not for nothing that the human star of the glorious pig movie, “Babe,” went vegetarian…
If you were hanging out in the Kitchen’s Garden Lounge of Comments yesterday you would have read that a piglet was lost in that first cold night. I found him dead on Poppy’s side of their quarters. Being the Lady Pig Farmer is not always easy. All our focus these first few days is keeping the babies safe and well fed. This task feels mutually exclusive at times.
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