A variant of the Symbol of Chaos (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Does a messy home (or office) make me anxious and cranky, or is cleaning something I just do before company comes over?
You bet that messes drive me crazy — anywhere. It’s almost an OCD with me, and not because I was brought up to believe that as members of the fairer sex, we should be neat and proper. Nor was the ‘cleanliness is next to Godliness’ adage particularly relevant in our household. I’ve tried being messy, and adopted order over chaos as a matter of practicality. Everything must be just so.
While some people may be content (and even comfortable) to have their desks swamped in Jenga Continue reading →
equus quagga antiquorum (photo credit: Wikipedia)
There are 26 letters in the English language, but I think we can make do with just twenty-five of them. Canadians can get away without using the last letter of the alphabet, because we can opt to go with the British way of writing things: ‘recognise’, ‘nationalise’, ‘visualise’, ‘commercialise’, etc. … you get the idea. Sure, at first, it may look a bit odd Anglicising words that we previously Americanised, but we’ll get over it. It looks more academic, high falutin, and old school, too, to use verbiage from Across the Pond. Even if we win things in a contest, we can call these items ‘awards’ or ‘winnings.’ Thank goodness for the ability to fall back on synonyms. Continue reading →
Sometimes, we all need a break from these little glowing boxes. How do I know when it’s time to unplug? What do I do to make it happen? I know when it’s time to unplug from my computer when one or more of these practical situations arise (in no particular order of urgency):
I’m running low on ideas for blog posts.
The creative juices for stirring prose and poetry are just not flowing during my waking hours, and even the WordPress Daily Prompts Continue reading →
Flower dream (Photo credit: @Doug88888)
Khalil Gibran once said that people will never understand one another unless language is reduced to seven words. What would your seven words be? I have to stifle my irrepressible self from saying the first thing that come to mind, which would be “Do you know what time dinner is?” So in all seriousness–
Laugh. Listen. Love.