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This Sunday is Mother’s day. It’s my 2nd official mother’s day and my mom’s 29th. In celebration of my mom, I will write this week’s Writer’s Workshop prompt: 4.) Memories of mom. Now, a few posts ago, I’ve already mentioned that my relationship with my mom is an interesting one.  It’s not the best in the world but it’s also not the worst. I do have some good memories of my mom, though.  A lot of it is stuck in the haze of this blasted cold I’ve caught but there are a few that I can never forget. My mom loves to dance. Oh boyRead More →

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For this week’s writer’s workshop, I’m going with this prompt 5.) Describe a moment when you put your foot in your mouth. Sounds easy enough, right? This one’s actually a tough one since I can’t remember a moment when I ever put my foot in my mouth. Well, there was that time when I was about a wee babe, maybe 4 or 5 months old.  Back then, I was much more flexible so the foot-in-the-mouth action was very easy to accomplish. I believe I was on my back, looking around like the curious person I was.  I was kicking my legs around and my handsRead More →

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My dad is an interesting person. Growing up, I always found my dad to be a fountain of all sorts of information.  I think it’s because he reads a lot about anything and everything.  The fact that he’s a rocket scientist doesn’t hurt either.  (ok, well he works with outer space stuff as an engineer…but that’s close enough) Since I rarely write about my dad, I felt compelled to do this weeks writing workshop prompt: 3.) What does that tell you about your father?  List five products your father used (or uses).  Write a longer piece about, at least, one of them. These are theRead More →

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Mirrors frighten me.  Well, to be exact, reflections frighten me. Sure, I look at myself in the mirror everyday.   I even play with E in front of a mirror just fine but when I am alone in front of my own reflection, I get shivers up my spine. It’s really a silly thing since I know a lot of it is in my imagination. Whenever I’m staring at myself in the mirror, I start to feel a bit uneasy.  I half expect my reflection to move or flinch just a tiny bit on its own while I’m perfectly still. Sometimes, I’m staring at theRead More →