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Welcome to my narrative horizon about our wacky, wondrous world. There’s no pattern to my inspiration, so my pieces range from silly and mundane to serious and heartfelt. Here I share true, slice of light pieces about family, friendship, dogs, womanhood, health and wellness, wine, education, shopping, shoes, spirituality, reading, writing, entertainment, the moon, the sun and anything else under our sky.

I am a high energy, middle-age active woman who is constantly on the move. Filled calendar pages give me pleasure and purpose, but they also stress me out and make me more scattered than your average part-time sunshine. The older, busier, and more disorganized I get, the more I need to recharge in order to relax and refocus.

This blog gives me a chance to take a timeout to savor life, collect scattered memories, highlight sunny moments, and unclog cloudier ones. I seek balance, meaning, hope, and laughter that I’ll spread like PB&J through my stories.

My professional, home, and social fronts keep me hustling while giving me stories. I am a full-time high school English teacher, mother to two adolescent daughters, pet owner to two furry dogs, wife to one witty husband, relative to many loves, and friend to those who embrace my friendship.

I’m also a part-time sunshine who strives to be lively, bright, lighthearted, and comforting. Oh how I wish I could make my sunshine status full-time, but no can do. When the sunshine zest is too exhausting, and warmth becomes a scorcher, I lose the chipper optimism you’d expect from someone with nicknames like Sunshine or Sunny D. It can be a cockadoodle-dodo world, so being constantly happy and smiley while being honest and genuine is a trick I’d like to master.

For now, I’m a part-time sunshine, at best. When frazzled, my daily mission is to dazzle and find some extra beaming reason to smile and share why.  Random rays and small warm shimmers are the best, like double rainbows at a wedding, a greeting card among the bills in my mailbox, or a spotless bedroom cleaned by my daughters (who jest that this blog should be called Full-Time Nut Job, Part-Time Sunshine.)

I invite you to follow me on my horizon.  There’s a chance of sunshine (and a handful of nuttiness) in it for you, yours, and everyone else under the sky.

Shine on!

 

Posted in Inspiration, Reading, Reviews

Top 40 Hits from a Bibliophile: My Favorite Reads in 2018

I am a bilbliophile and proud of it. I have an eclectic taste in books due to my background as a high school English teacher, MFA graduate student, multi-genre writer, and passionate lover of reading. I don’t have a favorite type of story and enjoy both fiction and non-fiction; poetry and drama; lyrical prose and factual essays. I love words and when an author can string them together into a page turner. 

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Posted in Dog Lover, Wacky World

Pupcorn

I just updated my blog to better support videos.  Testing it out with a little video I call “Pup-Corn.”  I wish I had a camera on this beast to catch her antics more often. Let me know if you could easily watch this (3 seconds) or if it had glitches.  If anyone is willing to share and let me know how that goes, I would greatly appreciate it.

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Posted in Father Time, Parenting, Wacky World

Pull Over, Please

My SUV roller coastered up and and down the rural hills of  Route 198. My teenage daughter Cara, the new owner of a five-day old driver’s license, and I were on our way to an afternoon doctor’s appointment in Erie, PA. We had another thirty miles to go and thirty-five minutes to get there when I noticed a state trooper clocking drivers from his police car.

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Posted in Holidays, Uncategorized

H-A-LL-O-W-EE-N Spells Halloween: Survey Fun

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1. If you dressed up this Halloween, who did you pretend to be?  

2.  Describe your costume (or your treat giving undressed self/not naked but not masked)

3.  Was it an individual, duo, or group dress-up?  

4.  Why did you choose to be her/him/it?  

5.  Did you make or buy your costume?

6.  What made your costume a winner/loser?

7.  Did you create, craft, or bake something for Halloween?  If so describe.

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8.  Do you know the H-A-Double L-Oh-W (Double U) – Double EE –  N spells Halloween song?

9.  Would you bob for apples in this day and age, or would you just get an app to score a Honeycrisp in a cyber contest?

10.  Pick one: witch, ghost, devil, vampire, clown, bunny, or werewolf?  

11.  Favorite Halloween treat

12.  Favorite Halloween trick

13.  Favorite Halloween hometown ghost story

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14.  Favorite Part of November (aka tomorrow)

 

Posted in Father Time, Holidays, Sunshine and Happiness

Fabulously Fulfilled at Forty-Six: Have a Day you Dreamed of!

I’m grateful and humbled by all the warm birthday wishes I received today.  Aside from deeper laugh lines, wilder gray hairs, and more time spent in sneakers than high heels, I’m thankful for the following which keeps me recharged, tuned in, and willing to praise each new day: love, knowledge, grace, forgiveness, health, energy, ambition, and laughter

IMG_6172The biggest things I strive for in these middle years is to keep moving, focusing, connecting, dreaming, playing, and praying.  In a hurried world, it’s easy for me to neglect these birthday wishes for myself, but I thank God for another year and day to give it a go. Green light!

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I hope to do my best to carefully sow and grasp the nature of the moment and fully glow and grow in it.  I try to embrace challenges and stages of change in myself and others.  The discarded calendar pages and infinitely made-over clock face prove change is the only permanent constant we have besides death.  With each fleeting breath, my greatest wish is to transform and discover a softer wingspan one to help me and my soul glide along more presently, pleasantly, and peacefully.  May each tomorrow grant a metamorphosis that floats all of us further than where we are today.image

Born on date: 9/23/72 — Still having fun like a kid on the Fourth of July!

Shine on!!! Have a day you dreamed of!

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Posted in Shopping, Sunshine and Happiness, Wacky World

Locked Out of a Walmart Dressing Room

Our local Walmart is a store where customers habitually shop in their pajamas.  I admit, that I have judged this as a fashion faux pas, thinking jammies (especially those with Ninja Turtles and Spongebob) don’t belong in public. After I had to parade around Walmart in a bathing suit, I would gladly trade a two-piece for PJ’s, preferably a one-piece zippered fleece number with built in feet.  

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Posted in Wacky World

Chasing Garbage Trucks: Getting rid of the Trash

My morning started with a phone call from my husband who just left for work.  He forgot to put out our trash the night before and asked me to take care of it. “OH NO!” I screamed. The day before I cleaned out the fridge and threw out expired produce and spoiled chicken. Hoping Marc, our garbage man, didn’t come to our neighborhood yet, I ran out to the can and froze.

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Posted in Inspiration, Spirtuality, Sunshine and Happiness

God: Can you empty a devil from my backpack?

emo angerGod, do I ever need you! I pray that you guard my tongue, cleanse my soul, and kill my pride. I seek silence, peace, and humility at a time where I’m getting worn down by my personal devil, the one that gets so alluring and cozy that he hitches a ride and bullies me to carry him around like a brand new backpack. He’s awfully heavy because he latches on to my strengths and makes them weaker, yet I adjust the straps and make it more comfortable, so he lingers because I get better at hanging out with him.

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