I found myself this week in a shop I hadn’t been to in quite some time. The last time I was there, one of the employees with whom I’d had a good rapport and lots of banter complimented my appearance, but Life just hadn’t taken me in that direction for quite some time. Continue reading
I found myself the other weekend, dirt up to my elbows, being asked by a friend, and now-tenant, if they could help me with anything. In my mind, I hesitated, I didn’t want to impose, but then I knew what it was like to have a flurry of activity going on around me and feel like I wasn’t contributing. So, I said, “Yes, if you would like to.” And with that, we were both elbow deep in dirt. Continue reading
I’m going to start off with this: last Friday sucked in a very, very bad way. Continue reading
I reached for my glass, happening to glance in the direction in which I was reaching, and looked. Then I stared. Then I grinned. Continue reading
Letter To The Editor
Where has your publication gone? I initially sat down to write a letter to complain that I’d like to be refunded my subscription, but then I realized that I don’t pay for your publication. However, don’t let that distract from the fact that I’m very upset that my email inbox has had nothing from you for months. MONTHS! I don’t know what’s going on down there at headquarters, but the lack of entertainment and information has me positively clutching my pearls! I expect answers. No, I demand answers. I’d ask for a refund but, alas, we’ve already covered that bit of information.
Miffed in Madison
We implore you to unclutch your pearls, take a deep breath, and accept our sincerest apologies for lack of publishing. Unfortunately, when running an operation as small as ours which publishes for free, that means money has to come from somewhere else. That somewhere else has, over the last several months, resulted in long hours at the office quickly followed by long hours around and in the house and yard to catch up on all of the things that didn’t get done while those long work hours were in place. And, Spring has sprung, which brings with it a whole list of items to be accomplished in a timely manner. Given our partner in crime has had to travel for work more frequently this year, that gives precious little time, and leaves precious little mental energy, to put into publishing.
However, we understand that you’re not interested in excuses. We also understand that society today demands free, high-quality entertainment. While we can’t promise the latter, we assure you that we will always produce the former. That, of course, allows you to save your pocket change for repairing your string of pearls should you clutch it with too much emotion. Meanwhile, we’re happy to have received your letter as it shows us at least one person is paying attention!
The Amusing Muse
The Amusing Muse is a blogger and freelance writer living in Southern Wisconsin. She has been married to a very tolerant Mr. Muse for nearly 19 years, but has still had a longer relationship with one of her orchids (26 years). Their house is also now filled with the noise and excitement of the Thunder Cats, the collective nickname for the two cats they adopted earlier this year.
I have a confession to make: I’m easily distracted. Continue reading
Not knowing what to write is a terrible feeling. It’s just as awful as not knowing what to say. Particularly in the moments where you feel as if you’ve got words ready to burst forth from deep within yourself, but you also don’t know if what you’re about to say, or write, will come out as a veritable word salad. Continue reading