Category: the writer in me

The Music In My Life…

There has always been music around me as far back as I can recall. Mum is one of those people who hums and sings while she potters around the house and while I'm profoundly grateful that my father doesn't, he enjoys having music around him even more than she does. We had a record player... Continue Reading →

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Kids Say#1

I was looking at a picture of a tardigrade because ever since the Octonauts educated TO about them, he returned the favor by educating me and I have never got over how tiny and cute the "water bears" are. TO is still very light on his feet and can creep up almost noiselessly (unless he's... Continue Reading →

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Hug It Out

Am not the nicest mother- it has to be said. More like the willling bad-cop who thinks that telling it like it is never hurt anyone. I wonder where I get it from (looks askance at my parents' room) but it is what is is. My parents continue to be the extremely loving and demonstrative... Continue Reading →

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Dafuq Bloglet#3

Red took us all out to play pickleball last evening and as always kept coaxing me to play something rather than have my nose buried in a book or my Kindle. And I, as always, was lethal on the court. Mercilessly swinging the racket like it was a sword and the ball like an enemy... Continue Reading →

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Shark Movie Reviews Over The Years

Apparently I have a fin and teeth fetish else why sharks over every other creature out there? But since I have a need to express myself about movies many others wouldn't watch, here are the movie reviews of shark-themed movies I've watched: Deep Blue Sea-2 The Meg Dam Sharks The Shallows May they will bring... Continue Reading →

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Movie Review: Meg 2- The Trench

I kept thinking of scathing ways to start off this review when all that comes to mind is, "Don't watch it". This movie was made for reasons only to known to the producer; actually scratch that, the previous one made money at the box office ergo a sequel had to be made. I love creature... Continue Reading →

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Pet Peeves: Continued

It's been a long time between rants, this one especially. Last time I grumbled about this was three years ago. And while this irritant has raised its annoying head on and off, there are certain days when the peeve gets elevated to a different status: in ALL CAPS, bold, italicised and underlined for good measure!... Continue Reading →

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In Livin’Color

I first colored my hair while in the fag end of my 30s. It wasn't to cover up the greys (which am convinced are a sum total of the number of years I've been married and how old TO is) but to see if a different color was my thing. It was. And while my... Continue Reading →

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