Published on Friday, November 30, 2012 by Katherine Today is the final day of November’s NaBloPoMo.  I DID IT!  Thirty days of writing and I didn’t skip a beat. What did I learn about writing a blog post every day?  I learned that a post a day is too much, at least for my writing style.  I like to be inspired.  To embarrass myself in public and be able to write about it.  To be touched by something and tel...

Published on Thursday, November 29, 2012 by Katherine I had heard the story before but didn’t remember it.  So when it was told during a small graduation ceremony at my daughter’s school today, I was stunned.  The story was about my daughter. My mouth opened wide as I looked across the church at her.  She looked right back and read my mind.  I spoke silently, “That was YOU!”  Her lips quietly replied from...

Published on Wednesday, November 28, 2012 by Katherine Day 28 of NaBloPoMo and the suggested topic is, “What was the worst trip you ever took?”   It wasn’t the trip, per say, it was the vomit.  The vomit occurred on the second trip as well.  Needless to say, we have not gone back. Yes Debbie, my dear sister, I am talking about our two trips to your house.  It wasn’t your fault that we all got the stomach fl...

Published on Tuesday, November 27, 2012 by Katherine Day 27, Nablopomo! Isn’t it funny how one small action can lead to a tradition that haunts you for years?   I’m not sure what gave me the idea, but when my first born was young I decided to decorate his room the night before his birthday while he was sleeping.  Then, on his birthday, he would wake up to find himself surrounded by colorful balloons and...

Published on Monday, November 26, 2012 by Katherine Today was one of those days where you wake up knowing something is wrong.  And then you remember. Indeed, today was the day I had double-duty packing and cleaning and then the final goodbye to the beach house for the season. How many times I went on the deck to simply look.  And smell.  And fight to remember.  How many times I started to tear up. On the beach, ...

Published on Sunday, November 25, 2012 by Katherine Angry Rock is with us at every meal at the beach house.  He sits on the deck picnic table either holding napkins or simply enjoying our conversation.  Sometimes we make up reasons why he seems so angry.  “He’s angry because he can’t eat any crab,” or “He’s angry because he doesn’t have arms to feed himself.” We have always picked up beach objects...

Published on Saturday, November 24, 2012 by Katherine Day 24 of NaBloPoMo and I’m still kickin’! Today I was struck by the beauty of Corolla, and how she changes at every turn.  In the 32 years we have been here, we still see new things every day. In the course of twelve hours, the day morphed from mysterious to majestic. ...

Published on Friday, November 23, 2012 by Katherine I am a bad, horrible, terrible and ugly person. New puppy woke me up early Thanksgiving morning.  Picture me in jammy pants, winter coat and fluffy pink slippers shuffling down the street for a morning potty walk.  Eyes squinted and slightly hung over, mind you.  We won’t discuss the hair. But I digress. I cooked a nice family breakfast while everyone slept....

Published on Thursday, November 22, 2012 by Katherine That’s me. Willy Nilly. So why not carry that over in to my writing? I’ve managed to post every day during NaBloPoMo. I’ve chosen a few of the suggested daily topics and written some things on my own. Today? I’m going to use a NaBloPoMo topic. From DAYS ago! “If you had to get locked in some place (book store, amusement park, etc) overnight alone, where wou...

Published on Wednesday, November 21, 2012 by Katherine … to Grandmother’s house, we gooooooo!  Indeed, tomorrow after work I’ll be packing my bags and heading to Corolla.  To Grandma’s house!  Technically, there are some woods.  And we will cross a few rivers.  But we’ll be taking a car rather than a horse drawn sleigh.  I’m just sayin. I took Friday off, leaving me with three full days at the beach h...

Published on Tuesday, November 20, 2012 by Katherine I was watching a black and white TV show that had a man standing next to a TV.  Inside that television was a man standing next to a TV.  And inside that one was a man standing next to a TV.  The images continued until they were too small to see. When I awoke from this dream, I peered through the crib bars and saw my mother walking in to my bedroom.  She lea...

Published on Monday, November 19, 2012 by Katherine Before today, I was a Whole Foods Virgin.  But no more.  Today, I am finally a real woman.  Indeed, I have officially been to Whole Foods. This fancy-schmancy store opened just a short while ago, but I haven’t been brave enough to try it.  I began to think about it when a friend of mine started talking it up.  And then I found myself CHILDLESS with FOUR HOURS ...