On the left side of the sanity bell curve
I am a writer. I am a wife. I am a mom. I am a gamer. I am riddled with ADD. Order changes daily.
Jab·ber·wock [jab-er-wok] noun, plural -wock·ies, adjective n. 1. A playful imitation of language consisting of invented, meaningless words; nonsense; gibberish. 2. An example of writing or speech consisting of or containing meaningless words. adj. 3. Consisting of or comparable to Jabberwocky; meaningless; senseless. Also, Jab·ber·wock·y [jab-er-wok-ee] [Origin: coined by Lewis Carroll in Jabberwocky, poem in Through the Looking… Continue reading Word of the Day: Jabberwock
il-lee-iz-êm n. The use of a third person pronoun (he or she) referring to oneself or someone expected to be addressed as you. The use of third person expressions in referring to yourself as, “Stop asking me the same thing. I got on this weird tear on Twitter where I was referring to myself in the third… Continue reading Word of the Day: Illeism
I had the hardest time getting into White Heat. I don’t know if it was Novak’s voice or if it was just me being all weird because I’m in such a funk right now. Maybe I just wasn’t ready to switch gears to something that wasn’t YA? Whatever. After the first few pages, I was… Continue reading White Heat Review
This is a guest post by Brenda Novak and is part of her White Heat blog tour. Hope you enjoy it and it gets you to thinking. Time Management is something I struggle with on a daily basis. Why? Because one thing I don’t plan into my day is time to relax and just “hang,” and… Continue reading Brenda Novak Guest Post: Increasing Productivity and Maintaining Balance
So, since you’re good people, I thought I would let you in on this sweet giveaway I’m doing. On second thought, I guess it wouldn’t be a giveaway if you didn’t know about it. Here’s the deal. I have a $100 gift card to The Container Store to give one of you sunny, happy people.… Continue reading The Container Store $100 Gift Card Giveaway
haus·tel·lum [haw-stel-uhm] n. plural haus·tel·la [haw-stel-uh] (in certain crustaceans and insects) an organ or part of the proboscis adapted for sucking blood or plant juices. My grandpa used to give me words like this to lookup in his 50 million pound dictionary. The thing smelled like leather and dirt and coffee and pipe smoke. Did I mention it was heavy? So why is haustellum a word my grandpa would have “assigned” to me? Because… Continue reading Word of the Day: Haustellum
Last night, I decided to peruse Netflix to see what TV shows were hanging out and what was available for See Now or whatever it’s called. I watched all of the first season of Lie to Me – which I LOVED – and then was stuck with the realization I wasn’t going to be able to… Continue reading 30 Something is WAY More Relevant Now
I just looked up at the top of my browser window and realized I had 47 tabs of Chrome open – no wonder my laptop was burning my thigh. I have this habit of opening new tabs every time I come across something I find interesting so I can read it after I get some… Continue reading What I’m Reading Today
Medical terms are stupid because they don’t structure the definitions like they’re structured in regular dictionaries. I’m feeling punchy today. Just go with it. So, Gerascophobia. This is a fun phobia. Sufferers of this fear experience undue anxiety about aging even though they may be in good health–physically, economically and otherwise. They may worry about… Continue reading Word of the Day: Gerascophobia
Sometimes my kids are so similar it hurts.
flâ·ne·rie [flahnuh-ree] n. French. idleness dawdling [Origin: French, from flâner ‘saunter, lounge’.] This is the perfect word for anyone who just doesn’t feel like doing a damn thing. The couch is your friend and work is something to put off for another day. I got some stuff done yesterday but for the most part, I was… Continue reading Word of the Day: Flânerie
Yesterday I didn’t do a Word of the Day post because it was a stereotypical Monday. Mondays don’t usually bother me since I don’t work outside of our apartment but, man, yesterday was a Monday. Know what I mean? But pull up a beanbag and have a sit. I’ve got a story to tell and it’s a good one.… Continue reading A Story of a Broom and Opossums