Loose Leaf Notes

Note: My husband’s been very busy.

I just want a pair of jeans with no designs on the pockets, ones that aren’t bleached or torn to look old, ones that don’t hang like saddlebags on my hips, ones that I don’t have hem or loosen the waist by moving the button, ones that fall below the waist but don’t look like [...]

1. Hanging Out 2. Homeward Bound 3. Got Your Back 4. Look Ma No Hands Thanksgiving in Outer Space: My sister Trish’s astronaut brother-in-law (and my one time wedding party escort at her wedding) has emailed a second batch of photos from space shuttle Endeavour’s space station mission. The latest update from NASA is that [...]

1. Breakfast in Space 2. Don’t forget to brush. 3. The Class Picture (notice the astronauts holding themselves down and the woman astronaut’s hair flying up). 4. Gravity-free Recess Post notes: The above photos were emailed to my sister Trish whose brother-in-law is Astronaut Stephen Bowen (pictured in the first photo on the right). Stephen [...]

Colleen to Katherine, Zephyr Farm neighbor: “Hey, can I bring an apple crisp to Thanksgiving dinner this year? Joe and I have gone apple picking twice this season and we have apples all over the house.”

I had planned to interview my friend, Mara, sometime during the two day poetry symposium we attended recently. I knew I’d be blogging about it, and if she won for her either of the two presentations she was scheduled to give, I’d be writing a story for The Floyd Press. I thought maybe I’d ask [...]

Joe and I watched the Red Sox win the World Series and The Blob simultaneously on two of the three flat screen TVs in the Hotel Floyd Writer’s Suite this weekend. Mostly he watched the Red Sox and I watched the Blob and we periodically visited each other. Besides The Blob – the 1958 B [...]

My girlfriend, Juniper, called me from her cell phone on her way to the airport. She was headed for “The City of Love,” San Francisco, to visit one of her sons and was wearing a poppy flower in her hair for the occasion. I can always tell that it’s Juniper when I pick up the [...]

AKA: What will they think of next? This is the first time I was served tea with a pyramid shaped teabag that could stand on its own and was taller than the cup the tea was in. My husband’s niece and I snapped picture after picture of it while diners turned their heads to watch. [...]

AKA: What Does Nina Simone have to do with it? The Background: Last Friday I posted a follow-up to an original blog entry titled “How Much is that Pot in the Window?” It was related to a pottery piece that my Asheville potter son, Josh, had displayed in the window of his “Clay Space” pottery [...]

I originally posted this photo, the front window of my Asheville potter son’s warehouse studio/ living space, on January 8, and asked, “How much is that pot in the window?” Yesterday my son called and gave me the answer; $400. It’s all one piece (the pots are glued onto wood) and has been purchased by [...]

AKA: 2 Pink Tutus It’s like meeting a friend of a friend of a friend; one blog link leads to another, and soon I’m lost in cyberspace on an unfamiliar blog and I can’t remember how I got there. I clicked a link on somebody’s sidebar because I liked the name, “A Sense of Wonder.” [...]

This is the compliment I received first thing Sunday Morning: “You look like Mary Poppins. Your cheeks are rosy. Don’t tell Joe (your husband) I said that.” It came from one of the individuals with a developmental disability that I sometimes provide weekend respite foster-care for, and it translates to mean: “You’re a fun caregiver [...]

AKA Just in time for Halloween… One of my earliest childhood memories goes like this: When I was 5 years old, I found some pills in the bathroom medicine cabinet that looked like M&Ms. I promptly sampled them and quickly discovered that they weren’t candy. The medicine left my lips and tongue bright purple, which [...]

I was born in Quincy in 1950…My Dad was in the Navy…and my Mother was pretty…Are you doing the math in your head yet?…Here, want a pencil?! I don’t tell anyone my real age unless it’s going to save me some money, which happened recently. Floyd’s Jacksonville Center for the Arts has a new retail [...]