Category Archives: Treasured Memories

Little Pleasures

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Yes. We really did go to Taco Johns in North Denver. I love that place. It’s like a little bit of home tucked in between the Mousetrap and the Denver Merchandise Mart — we went with friends and enjoyed an overdose of Tacos and Burritos, plus enough Potato Oles to choke a … Okay, I won’t say that. But, it really WAS a good time out with friends. If anyone in Denver is searching for Taco Johns – 58th Avenue just east of I25. Do it! You’ll be glad you did.   … Continue…

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A Monster Shirt?

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My monster is wearing a monster shirt today. He drools. At three, he’s figured out that he has to wipe his chin. And yet, he doesn’t always wipe his chin. He struggles with wet shirts now. He doesn’t like them wet. But he can’t remember to wipe his mouth.

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White Outside – again…

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When I woke up to total gray clouds and a deep fog outside my windows, I felt content in my colorful abode. Nothing so ominous as Colorado weather to give one the contentment and illusion of solidarity! I knew there were others out there, children still snug in their beds, but in my world. I was alone. I love it there sometimes. It’s a place of comfort in the wee hours of the morning, to know I’m secluded and alone in my thoughts.

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Break Point – The Clandestined Garden

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There comes a point where living in the city drives a girl to the edge. Knowing that the vast hillside outside my door is covered with amazingly magnificent land and could be growing beautiful flowers instead of weeds, might imply that cultivation is required.

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No beating around the bush…

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Just say it like it is… That’s the way I was raised. That didn’t mean we had to be rude, speak bad words or negative in our language and discussions, but we didn’t walk on egg shells when discussing a topic. We just said what we meant and didn’t bother with making it sound pretty.

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Green – Eggs and Ham

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When Brenna was five, we lived at 307 West Parmenter Street, in Lamar, Colorado. She had already been reading for two years at that time, a read book-worm back then (some things never change). Doctor Suess was one of her favorite authors, although she read everything from the Bible to War and Peace. … Continue…

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I’d RATHER be reading Unikra

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Sometimes the effort to sit down and write is so drastically huge that I give up before I can put words on paper… Before I can write a single phrase, I give up and find some other activity to complete, before I write.

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