It is a fact that I’ve been sicker this past winter than I’ve been my whole life. It began with a bout of strep throat in the fall, followed by a virus of sorts in January, followed by the grand finale, the flu just last week. The flu was the worst of it, by far:…
Author: Michele L
Writer's write...or so I've been told. So here I am...blogging...like all those other folks hoping and wishing for a cure for self-doubt. Maybe one day I'll publish something outside my blog. Maybe.
I'm a marketing strategist by day to pay the bills, and I write during the wee small hours to feed my soul. I live life to the fullest...mostly. And I see every day as a new adventure....some of the more noteworthy ones will be documented here.
History, Tapas and Bubbles. A day in DC.
I love a good road trip. For me, the difference between a good road trip and a bad one comes down to just a few key things: the music mix for the road, options for great food, options for good scenic running paths, and safety; being able to explore freely without fearing for your life….
Love…in the simplest form.
Isn’t it always the little things that mean the most. Extravagant things are fun and can fill you up for a while…but the smallest things seem to be the gems that grab a hold of your heart in a more permanent way. Today’s “little thing” was a lovely note from my daughter. As I was…
Farm to Table: A cure for what ails you
We’ve all heard the phrase “Mommy guilt.” It seems every woman who has bared down at one point in her life is resigned to continuous doses of this “condition.” Last night was one of those nights for me. My daughter has been coughing on and off for about two months. Some days it seemed to be barely…
Rock To Sleep
I have always been a dreamer. And not just during the day. My night time dreams are often colorful, deeply textured and a bit, um…bizarre. At one point I kept a dream journal by my bed because I was convinced my dreams could inspire some interesting writing. Last night’s dream was no exception. I dreamed…
Road Trippin’
I’ve been combing the internet searching for weekend getaway ideas. I have this burning need to travel alone. Girlfriend needs a road trip! I want to pack the car with snacks, old CDs, a beat up sweater and then hit the open road. And I want to do it alone. There’s something really cool about…
Natural Beauty
There are two words in the English language that should never be put together: “Elective” and “Surgery.” I saw a photo recently of a woman who had clearly received some significant plastic surgery. Her cheekbones were too high and too pronounced. They looked fake. Her lips were also a bit too poofy for her face,…
From Both Sides Now
The snow is piling up out there. The clouds have already deposited at least a foot of the white stuff. I love the way my yard looks when blanketed by winter’s pristine bounty. How is it these grey, depressing, looming clouds can be responsible for such a beautiful snowy landscape? Spotify is on in the background….
Running From Fear
The bells started chiming promptly at 5:30 am. I reached over, grabbed the phone and instinctively hit snooze, like I had done every morning prior for the past several weeks. But just as I was about to close my eyes for a few more minutes of slumber, something happened. I couldn’t fall back to sleep. Instead, I…
Stuck In the Middle With Who?
I’m a little confused about this thing called “Middle Class.” I recently read an Opinion piece in the New York Times in which it pointed out the absurdity in Ms. Clinton’s definition of “Middle Class” in America. Ms. Clinton vowed not to raise taxes on the Middle Class, which she (and many others in Washington)…
Venti-ness
It’s quite true that one’s head can sometimes remain lodged in one’s own ass. I will admit that I seemed to have been suffering from this “blockage” for quite some time. But I am pleased to report that it appears my head has found its way back where it belongs, resting comfortably and solidly on my…
My Birthday Vows
I woke up this morning to find this lovely note on the floor by my bed. It was left by my daughter, as a sweet start to my birthday. I came to the dining room, as instructed, and found her standing by a plate of hot cinnamon rolls and a beautifully wrapped gift. I did…
Flip Flops and Fancy Free 