We were giddy. Positively giddy. Sixteen women, readers, producers and stage managers, all quivered in anticipation for the show. 

The cast and crew for Listen To Your Mother 2013 took up residence in the Bing Crosby Theatre greenroom as the theatre above us filled. Down below we p… Read full post »

Consider yourself warned.....this is dirty. 

Today was an odd one as far as multitasking goes. One of the great pleasures I have at work is the free mental space. I don't have to socialize or entertain folks. All I do is roast the beans, sort the beans, blend the beans and/… Read full post »

My buddy Jo came over to watch the game tonight. She's a great ol' gal who puts out forrest fires and then starts other ones in a more prescribed manner. "I get to be out in the beautiful nature and light stuff on fire," she brags, "how lucky can you get?" … Read full post »

It's snowing this morning. My run was pitch black. That means I have some big balls, right? At least that's what gets me going at 6 AM. 

Today's run was a little slower than usual, but no biggie. I must look ridiculous in my floppy headlamp and a damp reflective… Read full post »

Since I've been a part of Open Salon, quite a bit has changed. There was a point, a few years back, where people wrote every entry and they wrote them from the heart and then others would say "right on!" and we'd all go and give praise and bump and fist… Read full post »

When folks think of the Olympics, it doesn't neccesarily dredge up pictures of squat housewives and their broods. But said mothers have dreams,too. Yes. We dream of two things: Actually getting a full night of restful sleep, and/or turning a night's worth of sleepless beatings from comatose children… Read full post »

 We have a new batch of fresh meat at Methow Valley Roller Girls, and I can't wait to sink my teeth into them. This is for those brave women.

In the roller derby world, the new-to-the-game girls are known as “fresh meat.” Think the Rocky Balboa verses the… Read full post »

*knock, knock*

Me: Yes? 

Tweeny: Moooooom, hi. Whaddyadoin?

Me: I’m knitting a sweater. 

Tweeny: IN THE SHOWER?

*knock, knock*

Dude: MOM! I want to watch Netflix! 

Me: No TV today. 

Tweeny: Can I shave my legs? 

&… Read full post »

  All my life I have sought adventure through strange occurrences clandestine to all but me. Perhaps I was born under some transcendental gypsy sky or bit by some rare rambling bug early on in life; nevertheless, I have always been an eager and willing traveller. 

I/… Read full post »

The final Harry Potter movie comes out tonight, so I figured I'd offer my two cents. Before I began reading the Harry Potter series, I was damned-near illiterate. I now have a BA in English. 

When J.K. Rowling’s world of Harry Potter collided with the world of Barnes and/… Read full post »

Here's my Wed. night (late) fiction. It's a story from the point of view of an object. 

“Hi there. How are we today?”

“Do you mean ‘we’ in the royal sense or the you-and-I collective, because the former is ridiculous whereas the latter isn’t very… Read full post »

Outside the world was parched. The back acres waved and buckled like corpses. The morning air crept into the kitchen window sluggishly. Lainey wiped her swollen and stung hands on her apron. The children played quietly in wait for their grandfather to show signs of life from the bedroom above. … Read full post »

An employee of Norton Penitentiary was recently grounded on assault charges. He is being held in his room until  all accounts are verified. 

Records show that a Julian P. Whiner, of Spokane, Wash, was involved in an altercation with one of the inmates, Django Tango. Tango, a t… Read full post »

All I know about love, romance and dating I’ve learned from my nine year-old. 

The night before Valentine’s Day, Magnolia wanted to get prepared. She wanted to pick out some “fashionable” clothes, accessories, and makeup. While polishing our nails with &l/… Read full post »

The time has come once again in our year for inadequacy to plant seeds into the minds of every human with a television. My husband and I are no exceptions to this season, better known as “the diet season.” 

The diet season arises out of desperation around New Year’s/… Read full post »

Busticate is the dictionary word of the day. I feel like I have busticated. Busticated? Is that the proper form of the word? It means falling into pieces. Sometimes, that’s me. I feel like I’ve been busticating for years.

During pregnancy, I busticated over everything. I busticated… Read full post »

I’m not openly one to rant, but I have heard all that I can handle about BP. Everyone hates BP. Yes, we have acknowledged that the spill in the Gulf is something that will alter the course of our existence for many, many years. This plight is even worse for those… Read full post »

Here is to all of us work-in-progress mothers out there. Out of all the wombs in the world, our were considered the least likely to become occupied.We are the women that aren’t predisposed with the Soccer-mom gene. Other people’s children can make us cringe. We live for socializing with o… Read full post »

My semester was ludicrous. I took 18 credits and worked as a teacher for the Writing lab on Fridays. When my husband was employed, he was on a boat in the Gulf. Grades aren't in yet, but I'm hoping I did well. In one class we had writing exercises that my… Read full post »

"Just like this?" I asked.

"Yes, just lather it on. Feel the smooth creaminess all over" she cooed.

I wasn't entirely sure how well it would go.  Staring at the assortment of things that could be perceived as weapons, I felt a little bit awkward. Spatulas. Saran wrap. Duct tape.… Read full post »

It’s that time again, folks! Are you ready? That glorious time in the year when people wake up at three o’clock in the morning so that they can save a little cash on gifts! For you! And not just any gifts, gifts given with love and joy and/… Read full post »