My Blog

  • If I Were A Pilot

    If I were a pilot, I’d fly so very far. Probably to Malaysia, Or maybe Zanzibar. I’d take my plane above the clouds, As high as we could soar. Then drop down low so we could see, That strange and distant shore. I’d fly us to a jungle, And land among the trees, So we…

  • Writer/Director

    I flew down to California a few weeks ago. Wait. Let me be more specific. A few weeks ago, I woke up at 2:30 AM and drove forty five minutes into town to the airport so that I could catch a 5:45 AM flight to Burbank, California. Then I got picked up at the airport…

  • Perfectly Imperfect

    I’m perfectly imperfect,And by that I mean to say,I’ve got a lovely golden star,For my awesome, faulty day.I gave myself a dozen points,And a silver crescent moon.For eating all my breakfast,And cleaning up my room.My dishes aren’t clean today,But I don’t feel so bad.My laundry’s in the washer,So I guess I’m pretty rad.I even called…

  • Adventurer Beware!

    Adventurer beware! I have a tale that I could tell. Of giant ants and fearsome beasts, And monsters black and fell. Adventurer beware! When once you mount that trusty steed. Home you’ll leave behind you, Down dangerous roads your search will lead. The Forest Gloom awaits you, On your most magic quest. Haunted by enormous…

  • Mountain Hike

    My husband and I have a greyhound. I’ve mentioned that before, haven’t I? She’s crazy and energetic and HUGE and loving and not-the-brightest, which I blame more on being a puppy and having a puppy brain than an actual lack of intelligence. She’s the kind of dog who learned immediately to sit and go to…

  • To Fool A Witch

    Witches, I’ve been told, are very difficult to fool. I’ve got a witch on my block. She lives three houses down from mine, behind the gate that’s climbing with ivy and blue morning glories. I’ve seen her a few times, working in her garden, or sweeping off her steps with a twiggy broom that I’m…