Author deanna

Coronabalona

So…I have written maybe 4 or 5 versions of postings this week on this virus and some other commentary I have right now, and I guess it’s time I condensed it down because it’s been a week people have been… Continue Reading →

my discipline is shit and other stories

Man I could have used that title so many times it’s probably something I should be ashamed of being, but I am what I am and so that isn’t something I will bug out over at this time. I did… Continue Reading →

2/25/2020 Day 2

So yesterday I kind of gave my life early report for the day. After that I did my shower, didn’t clean and left the house to paint lettuce. Let me explain that–I have noticed that most really great artists went… Continue Reading →

So this is what happened DAY 1

So the musical jump kinda got me going a bit yesterday but I didn’t do a few things on the list and kinda did the thing on the list I didn’t even mention I wanted to be doing the first… Continue Reading →

routine shmoutine

Man I have found it difficult to be a better person on my own. Self-discipline isn’t one of my strong suits, hence I haven’t been able to force much change on my own. I am not entirely stubborn, I am… Continue Reading →

where do you go to escape?

Man it is sometimes very hard to find sane places to rest your head. Inside books seems to somehow safer than many places we get exposed to, but even then I hate having to go pick through them sometimes. This… Continue Reading →

half written life

I have half-written maybe 4 different postings over the past week on everything from my wedding anniversary and income increases since 2017 and honestly, it’s been hard to push the post button when it’s usually a situation of attention span…. Continue Reading →

Printmaking and snow drifts

Well, then. Looks like I am actually spending a lot of time with women who are retired taking these art classes that I am. I suppose it’s easier to take them with older people precisely because they don’t have the… Continue Reading →

3 weeks and back in town

Nebraska is Nebraska. It’s prettier than Kansas but I have a hard time rationalizing the need or want to be there, I guess, beyond job necessities. I went to see him there, his job puts him out of the house… Continue Reading →

Freedom from Health and Care is the New American Way

I have often kept my trap shut regarding certain things–most people don’t like questioning the things they think and Don tells me all the time I am never going to change any minds. And I almost ALMOST believe that is… Continue Reading →

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