You know how blogging took off in 2002 and all those millions of people jumped right on that bandwagon? Call me a late bloomer.
Oh, and there may be language.
A day at the races limerick By Kathie Stamps I was in my own living room, in the recliner, on this cold Derby Day in 2017. It hit 50° in Lexington for a high, and the 40s before and after, which can create slightly purple fingertips. On Derby[...]
It’s one way to chronicle the weather on important occasions. By Kathie Stamps The 2017 race was run in the cold Kentucky rain. It was around 80° and the track was fast in 2016. It really was gorgeous in 2015, with sunshine and 74-ish-or-so degrees. Perfection.[...]
Such it is. ‘Tis. By Kathie Stamps Such is life, and it keeps getting sucher and sucher. This is one of those phrases that works better when you say it out loud. No matter what font I’ve tried, it still looks like sucker in print. Spellcheck doesn’t like[...]
A Super Bowl 51 limerick. By Kathie Stamps What a fabulous night of football. The Schuyler Sisters’ rendition of America the Beautiful was delightful. And crown thy good with brotherhood… and sisterhood. Yes! Katharine Lee Bates wrote the original poem in the late 1800s, but you just know[...]
A not-yet year in review. By Kathie Stamps I will write about my own crazy roller-coaster tilt-a-whirl 2016 soon. One of these days. In the ’17. Which, let’s just state right now, in the waning minutes of ’16, I’m already claiming as a winner. Like, in a good[...]
A playbook would be nice. By Kathie Stamps Sometimes the good news is when the bad news isn’t as bad as you thought. Sometimes there’s such a panoply of bad news, lifey crap things, that the little good things are actually easier to spot. You have to look[...]
And all the other meals, really. By Kathie Stamps I wish I had learned how to cook up a few things years ago, instead of filling up on all those drive-thru windows and additives. But this is a gratitude challenge, not an inventory of regrets (there wouldn’t BE[...]
Not to be confused with small stuff, which shouldn’t be sweated. By Kathie Stamps As much as I enjoy taking walks outside and being “around” nature, I sure don’t know the first thing about it. So don’t be inviting me to spend a week in the wilderness or[...]
Ana’s gram, if you allow apostrophes in anagrams. By Kathie Stamps Walking the same route has never bothered me, which makes no sense because I’m far more random than rote. But there are so many details, so much minutiae out in the great outdoors, there’s always something new[...]
Curiouser and curiouser By Kathie Stamps I have a friend who deSPISes questions. Hates them. The glares I get when I ask something… eesh. And I can’t ask just one, of course, so I get a lot of glares. But I can’t help it; I really, really, really[...]
The most wonderful time of the year. By Kathie Stamps It’s become an annual tradition for me: giving thanks for having grown up in a “no need to dress for dinner” casual family. Nothing formal, just regular clothes, and you’re welcome at the table. I usually went all[...]
Gimme one or two. By Kathie Stamps Clemency, amnesty, leniency, reprieve—none of them quite fit, but I guess clemency comes closest. (It’s the quality of being clement, of course.) Whatever the word, I’m grateful it exists. When you get a pass, a break. For example, I’m granting my[...]
Saving where I can. By Kathie Stamps If time is money, I spend way more than I save making a grocery list (thank you, Google Keep app!) based on coupons. But it’s kinda fun. For those of us who are easily entertained… (November 2016 Gratitude Challenge, Day 21)