spicy, sexy, wild

Life's crazy. Make moments that matter. That's the revision I made to my normal tagline of "Life's Busy. Make moments that matter." It's just crazy. Stir crazy. I'm crazy. Here's what's exciting in my life... "Spicy, sexy, wild".  I saw those words on a bottle of lotion describing the scent while I was in a family member's dark, old, spidery don't look around too closely but spruced up and cute with curtains from my fabric designs camp bathroom. I decided immediately that I wanted people to think spicy, sexy, wild about me. Definitely. Never mind that I am more

2020-07-06T09:08:20-04:00July 6th, 2020|blogworthy, heirloom adventures|0 Comments

opposite world

Hello my BFF's, I'm coming at you live from my tiny sunroom fort, the place I go to hide away and get some quiet time since I am surrounded by my peeps these days. But, they are on to me and have found my hiding place. They like to be close to momma, (who can blame them, and quite frankly, I will miss them when they no longer want to) but they have taken over my fort on many occasions so that the cat and I have to find someplace else to go. There are now toys in my

2020-05-04T08:27:27-04:00May 4th, 2020|blogworthy|4 Comments

ned the noodle

I am the worst bedtime storyteller, the absolute worst, which is odd because I tell you riveting stories all the time. But that's probably because I don't have to tell them to you at bedtime. By bedtime, I do not have the "loving silly snugly lingering-in-their-bedrooms" kind of thing going on inside me that the TV commercials suggest is how bedtime should happen. Bedtime has evolved into a chaotic lengthy adventure that always seems to drag on no matter how early I start or how I try to assert my parenting power and change things up. There are always

2020-04-16T11:20:04-04:00April 16th, 2020|blogworthy|Comments Off on ned the noodle

a year of living “not me”

After you've been hanging out with yourself for a while, do you ever feel the need for a little separation? Have you ever felt the desire to escape your own presence? One recent morning while I was sitting with my cat and my coffee enjoying some dark quiet wintery moments before my wee ones were awake, I started to ponder what it would be like if I took a year off of living "Aaryne" style. Putting some distance between me and myself. It sounds relaxing. Like maybe living in a retreat for a year. I've chatted with you before

2020-02-10T09:41:32-05:00February 10th, 2020|blogworthy|Comments Off on a year of living “not me”

make it happen people

One day this past week, while mentally juggling the necessary tasks for multiple events coming up, I was also mentally off in the new year dreaming and scheming. I don't know how to accomplish a few of those dreams. They're big and in directions I have never gone before. That sounds familiar. As questions and specific details came to my mind while it was wandering, I decided not to get caught up in the "not knowing how" and so I proclaimed with belief, "Let's make it happen people!" I was the only one around. Me, in my kitchen working

2019-11-24T16:31:36-05:00November 24th, 2019|blogworthy|Comments Off on make it happen people