Monument Small town, overly fond of monuments has turned the town common into marble clutter. From the civil war, through all the other wars in which our soldiers have died. Perhaps smaller monuments more in balance with available space? The… Read More ›
Month: April 2014
MELLOW ME? NOT REALLY.
Have You Never Been Mellow? Have I never been mellow? Do drugs count? No? How about books? I think the answer on this one is a solid no. Not really. I’m not sure if reading makes me mellow, but it did… Read More ›
SEARCHING FOR A GOOD BOOK
Royalties? Every once in a while, to my shock and amazement, Amazon informs me I’ve sold a book or three. Wow! Any personal friends who were going to buy or read my book have long since done so. Therefore whoever… Read More ›
THE 12-FOOT TEEPEE – AN AMAZON REVIEW
Obviously I didn’t write this.I would be embarrassed to say this much nice stuff about me, but I have to admit I’m delighted. In the midst of the craziness of my life, all of a sudden I’m getting wonderful reviews… Read More ›
DOCTORS DON’T LISTEN – GARRY ARMSTRONG
One of the things I’ve discovered about blogging is you can say stuff that you might be reluctant or timid to share in normal conversation. I’m talking about myself and Marilyn. About the medical profession and patients. Marilyn is an… Read More ›
The 12-Foot Teepee by Marilyn Armstrong
Once upon a time, I built a teepee. I painted the door and filled it with things I loved. I made the poles, sanded each by hand, peeling the bark from each 16-foot sapling we had cut in our own woods. Then… Read More ›
Me, My Selfie and I
Originally posted on Beasley Green:
Oh selfie oh selfie Such self loving ain’t healthy But by God I can’t help me How I love me endlessly. iPhone prepped nice and steady, Prepared pout and pose ready, In a club somewhere…
WHY CAN’T WE BE FRIENDS?
Daily Prompt: Why Can’t We Be Friends? – – – – – We can’t be friends because you won’t like me. Really. Count on it. Even if I like you, more than likely won’t return the feeling. I talk too much…. Read More ›
IF YOU CAN’T FIX IT, COMFY FURNITURE HELPS
Ouch! That really hurts! My back’s been a mess since I was a kid. Fell off one horse too many. Rebuilt in 1967 — fusion and laminectomy using saws, drills and chisels — long before micro surgery and instrumentation. I’m… Read More ›
Portal – Marilyn Armstrong
Bright sunlight through the arched glass doorways of the school turn the entry hall luminescent. It’s the way schools ought to look … the way such places always look in your memories.
JUST FEW WORDS
Writing is hard for obvious and not so obvious reasons. Somehow my right shoulder got torn up. My left wrist too. Probably not knowing exactly what transpired in the OR is better. In any case, I’ll never know for… Read More ›
