Author deanna

the world is going to H E double Hockey Stick

Wow. Now I know a lot of people will snicker or shake themselves awake with this one, offering all kinds of explanations of why this is happening, the least of which of course has anything to do with Jesus or… Continue Reading →

I cannot think here, but only about what I am going towards

Sheesh. If I had to describe my life in this in between zone I would say nothing good about it, at all. I spend days inside this studio, zipping out sporadically for things like food and maybe a little shower… Continue Reading →

I bite my dog, no seriously I do

So I have been watching my youngest girl pitbull, Sophie these days. I guess she is my only now, but that’s a secondary realization.Today is my last day with her alone (her Father is her main keeper now, after all),… Continue Reading →

here’s a page from the free bird’s handbook

I can really be ok with the solitude, given I kind of have always done what I want, on my schedule. Well, maybe not always– but it is one of the bonuses of being an adult: choosing when you get… Continue Reading →

ok with a headline of a title, I’ve got to downplay this a bit

Yesterday had one of those classic moments of ridiculousness that just makes me laugh even now. So my friend and I met up to go to breakfast at noon, sauntering over to Beachwood to munch on some food. I watched… Continue Reading →

….a 2011 launch brings us back to the beginning

Where-oh-where have I been lately? Oh, around… Around here and there and everywhere. I have been traveling a bit as of late, going to Denver to visit some family for six weeks in the beginning of January. When I was… Continue Reading →

there’s nothing like writing for a dead quiet audience

The places these blogs come from are probably a little easier for me to be comfortable with…I look at my stats and I look at all of the spammy comments people try to leave here on the back end, and… Continue Reading →

And a very Merry…Christma-hannu-kwanza-kuh!

a very stationary…

Normally I like to say Kissmas, but there’s no kissing going on in my world…And just as a last hurrah to this format sharing the dirty details…I decided to just write my last kind of unedited things this week until… Continue Reading →

hello from a sunny kitchen in Malvern

I make these trips when I am here…nothing exciting mind you, but it’s still a trip and it’s still leaving the farm. To go to Dunkin Donuts…yes, it’s silly for me not to make coffee here but it’s just one… Continue Reading →

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