Flawed, Imperfect, Abnormal, and Bitchnificent. US Blogging Event Details, Poll. Blogging Event committee would like to thank those of you who voted for a location for this meeting of bloggers. If you are unaware, Chicago, Illinois was the city that was chosen to hold the inaugural event. It will be similar to the Bloggers Bash that has been held in London for a couple years. For the mystery blog awa.

Some memories are knocked out by ether, suddenly, inexplicably like death. But there are those which hold on like kites, stubbornly clinging on meshed fence despite pressured wind, rain or snow. She was nine years old when she ran through the night in terror, thinking her mother was dead. It had been the worst fight yet. Sometimes the pain is unyielding,. Chasing ghosts at midnight, i.

Trying to get rich and famous by chasing unicorns. Aunt Carol grimaced at the monster. At all that unfolded, polychromatic laundry piled on her couch. Her stomach churned with worry. There was just so much, so much, to do, and not enough getting done. Should she tackle the monster right now, or should she go grocery shopping? Better go to the grocery store. But for the past several weeks the suspicion kept nagging.

Let the Insanity Begin! January 6, 2017. Sometimes I have to wonder why I was put on this earth. Is it solely for my ability to load and unload the dishwasher? You know, that.

Mundane Musings of a Meandering Mind. The Lunatic In My Head. A gentle breeze brushes past surprised petals,. No yellowish red rays escape these cotton levels,. And iridescent peacocks scream at the forgotten sight. Leaves that let go and the fledglings that soar,. Seem wishing to go along with the waltzing air;. While all the senses ask a bliss moment more,.

Shit storms, shame, and stories that make you cringe. Come hang out with me. Every once in awhile I get deeply concerned about people and what the hell they are thinking. Seriously, what are you guys doing? Do we need to have a talk? I highly doubt it.

Embrace your unrestricted nature and surrender your soul to the power of the invincible. My eyes are becoming instantly wet and blurry,. From a haze of dust blown by the indiscriminate wind,. A radiant and red cloud of dust is dancing above earth,. My heart is bleeding with a mixture of feigned hope and fear,. Like the swaths of struggling flowers that are experiencing nakedness,. I want to experience the physical .

2016 sucked and so far 2017 blows. But all that changes now. The absolute winner in the category turned out to be this mysterious syrup good for . who knows what? Which apparently expired in the 18. Fifteen minutes into the project, I started wondering where in the heck all this stuff came from? Miss Peevish and the Bruise.