Yesterday was Left Handers Day – one of those fun holidays that help us to celebrate our differences as humans. I am not left-handed, however I was raised in a family with two left handed parents and a sister (younger) that also turned out to be left handed! When I was young and being taught…
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Who are the People in your Neighborhood?
Being in a different community (county) for a week got me thinking about the old Sesame Street Song, The People in Your Neighborhood. Everyone you meet on Bermuda is so nice. I am not sugar-coating our visit or trying to be sappy; it is just a true statement! From the hostess who sat us at…
Baking up Some Enrichment
A friend stopped to see me the other day. She has three really bright, actually gifted is a better term, girls. We have had many a conversation about how to best provide them opportunities to grow and be challenged while having a slim budget. This is a common question and I was more than ready…
Fragrance or Odor? All in the Nose of the Beholder.
Being blessed with an acute sense of smell is both a blessing and a curse. The tiniest of scent in the air can be picked up by my olfactory system. Scents, like music, can also transport me in time back to my first love – a clean fresh smell of deodorant, or being in college,…
Musings on Mid-Summer
Sharing some thoughts on a mid-summer morning. Wicked weather in the mid-west, repeats itself often with severe thunderstorms living up to the warnings that precede the wrath of their horizontal rains. Flash flood warnings at 2:20 a.m. waking you from a restless sleep. Books being read. Books being finished. Books being started. Just read. Beginning…
Slice of Life and A Slice of Pie
It sometimes amazes me how fast my mood can change. Although I have experienced quicker mood swings, I definitely feel different today than I did yesterday. I am always left trying to figure out what triggered it or why I might be more grouchy one day than another. Yesterday, I got up, did a few…
The 1812 Overture: The Memory of A Love for Music
It was 39 years ago that I was a freshman in our high school symphonic band. It was that year the 1812 Overture by Tchaikovsky catapulted me to the first seat in the first section of flutes, after having to play it for our chair placements. It was half way through the year, and I…





