On the simple things in life

The other day, my daughter and I watched Mr. Magorium’s Wonder Emporium, mostly because the DVD was on sale and I’d promised her a new movie as reward.  I had no expectations of it, except that I usually like Dustin Hoffman and hoped it wasn’t another Ishtar.   As it turned out, Jessica sat in rapt attention the entire…

The other day I was at the coffee shop when the train delivering newsprint to the newspaper plant next door rolled in.  It let out a long low whistle that sounded something like a foghorn.  The barista remarked, “That always reminds me of the call to arm in Lord of the Rings.”   Which prompted…

The last roses of summer are sitting on my desk right now, and they smell wonderful.  Every now and then I catch a whiff of them and every time it makes me stop to think how beautiful they are and how lucky I am.  Their distinct perfume isn’t something you get with store-bought roses.  Of…

The other day, I went to tuck my daughter in bed (she’s still young enough that she needs to be tucked) and discovered that she had taken a copy of my romance in with her and was trying her very best to read it.  Since it’s a short, sweet contemporary, I wasn’t worried that the content was…

I’m not exactly a teenager anymore, but I still manage to act like one now and then.   On Friday a real hottie walked into the coffeeshop, so what was the first thing I did to catch his eye?  Dumped my mocha all over the front of my t-shirt.  Ah, yes, I’m always the soul of…