Excerpts, September 1938. The Let Down(s)

Have you ever got something started, or something got started with out your say so, and it’s still young and tender and you know that if you leave it, it stands the danger of withering before it really got started?  I could be talking about my garden, about how hard it is to plant seeds…

The Curious Case of Plants in the Nighttime

Sometimes Babu says something that makes me angry.  It’s not anger at her, it’s anger with myself.  It’s anger when I should have been there to help her and I wasn’t. This morning Babu wakes up, goes to the bathroom, comes out with a cheerful “dzien dobry!” and I get breakfast started as usual.  Then…

Sunday Share: All a Matter of Perspective

When I saw the title of this post I read it, very cautiously.  As it turns out, it is a recommended read!  Both today’s post and tomorrows post are all about not being too quick to judge.  This post comes from The happy Quitter Trump’s First 100 Days and All the Wonderful Changes Much has…

January, 1937

The beginning of the new year did not disappoint.  They drove around blowing horns and her friend Harland climbs out of the car and dances on the running board.  Celebration and jubilation! After that bit of fun, January seems to be a month of many boys.  There are quite a few interested in her, and…

Fall Excerpts – Drobey VS Andy!

Fall Starts like this: Thursday, September 3rd, 1936 Kept Drobey out (so he says) until almost twelve.  We didn’t get together until 10:30.  He says I slay the boys + asked how I do it.  I said I don’t slay him.  He said how do I know I don’t and that I do.  He also…

Fall, 1936

Time passes before my eyes.  Summer turns to fall and bathing suits are put away and replaced with a catalogue of school supplies.  She writes what she had to buy and what it cost.  She writes that she must go to school full time since her father pays the entire tuition.  Her parents must have…

The Opposite of Ominous: The Start of Something Big

At some point during the New Year’s party I think I yelled:  “I’m OUT!”  Grabbed the bowl of chips, spilling them all over the place, went up stairs and fell asleep.  (What a jerk!)  But I’m glad I did because I was the first one up this morning.  I offered to “Do breakfast” even though…

Summer, 1936

Boys, boys, boys. Let’s begin with Caveman.  They have been getting along well for a while now even though Babu doesn’t see the way she can sure mix up a signal.  She plainly tells Caveman that he should take her to the prom if he could learn how to dance.  Well that explodes in her…

Sunday Share

Some times I love simple and well phrased when it comes to poetry.  My Sunday share is from Words on Empty Ears.  It is quite a lovely blog.  Check it out! Here is the poem that happened to catch my attention but there are many more lovelies. Over and Over Again October 1, 2016 / wordsonemptyears…

Happy Birthday Husband!

Sorry to have been MIA for so long.  A week ago I decided to make this for my husband for his birthday.  What a wild ride getting this from start to finish in that time! Now this is done and I can get back to the writing business.  I am overhauling the blog concept and…