During the holidays my family watches more than our fair share of Hallmark Channel movies. Some are corny. Some are cute. Some are both. But all of them seem to take place in the most quaint and charming of towns. Small, quiet, where everybody knows everybody and everybody pretty much likes everybody ( Read more... )

More dreams. I keep having more dreams. The kind you feel with your soul. The kind that have you questioning reality upon awakening. The kind you remember ( Read more... )

This past week I had dreams. Two dreams in particular. The kind of dream where you know you're having it, but the line between dream and reality is blurred. So blurred that you feel. Truly feel it. As if it's happening to you, right in that moment ( Read more... )

Yes, that's me, and a teenie-like scream coming from my mouth. But I couldn't help myself, and if you were a fan of Sweet Valley High books growing up, you probably won't be able to help yourself either.

( Sweet Valley Confidential: Ten Years Later's Cover Revealed )

So I'm getting into, and excited about, GH again. A bit. Enough to get me wondering and putting together theories of what's in store. And there could be some interesting storylines, so long as the writers don't botch them up. LOL! So, here's what I'm thinking...

1. The Balkan - Wondering if he's Sam's father...
2. Brenda/Dante - Okay, so we had ( Read more... )

I've often lamented how commercially seasons, holidays in particular, are rushed. They are pushed upon a no longer unsuspecting public earlier and earlier, in the hopes of getting us to spend money. I've seen Easter candy in February, Halloween candy in August, and Christmas trees in stores before Labor Day ( Read more... )

What seems like a lifetime ago, but was really about half a decade, Pete and I considered moving to the city. New York City. We would search online and review the Sunday real estate section of the New York Times. We would go on dates in the City and walk through various neighborhoods, trying to picture them as our neighborhoods. Would these be ( Read more... )

It's about 77 degrees out with a warm breeze. The sun is shining, and I can hear the crisp sound of the leaves that have fallen rustling along the pavement. The clothes are hanging on the line to dry, waving in the breeze. It's just a beautiful, perfect day ( Read more... )

Not a typical greeting, but to my fellow fall-ies out there, "Happy September!" I'm sure you're as thrilled as I am.

The October issue of Country Living arrived in my mailbox earlier this week. I am saving it for reading this weekend, yet I could't resist a quick thumb-through of its wonderful pages. The anticipation is nearly killing me. My ( Read more... )

It's Fall
words & music by John McCutcheon & Si KahnSheep are sheared to spin and weave ( Read more... )