Blog of Dreams?

A voice came to me in the night--it was just like Field of Dreams, without any of those pesky promises:

If you write it, they may or may not come--they might be busy or find you boring or their Internet access may be patchy at best. But if you do NOT write it, they definitely will not come.

This Is Your Brain. This Is Your Brain On Mother's Day.

Mid-way through Mother's Day Week, Masked Mom to customer on phone:

"Go ahead with your credit nard cumber."

Now I ask you, would you trust this person with your mother's flowers let alone your credit nard cumber?

Perfect Post for April

Sometimes the reason a post is perfect is as simple as it being something you could've written yourself. That's the case with this month's post "What Are You Afraid Of?" by Kenna Fearing over at Fear Not: On Company Time.

So, for saying so many things out loud that I've only said in my own little head, here's my button:



And, Kenna, it's all yours.

Other winners at Suburban Turmoil and Petroville.