Okay, yesterday was my heavy Mother's Day question. Today's my lighter one, but one that's bugged me a while. I first really noticed it last year, when I was out getting things and some salespeople just up and said "Happy Mother's Day" as I was finishing my purchases and leaving. Something about that struck me. … Continue reading #068–Blitz Q: Why do people tell EVERY woman “Happy Mother’s Day” even if they may not have kids?
I am a big believer in pockets. I love pockets. I love them so much that when it comes to my weekend workplace, I wear my men's cargo shorts because they let me carry my flashlight, keys, utility knife, phone, radio and other equipment I might need. They let me do my job. I was … Continue reading #040–Why don’t women’s pants have useful pockets?
My Copy: 9781585441662 (image from Brazoria County Historical Museum online) I gotta admit, other than the fact that it was a museum-trip impulse buy, I'm not entirely sure why I picked this book up a few years ago, though I did thumb through it for some visuals a couple of times. Hey, I'm a history … Continue reading Texas Flags, by Robert Maberry, Jr.
My copy: 9780898798234 As a crime novelist-in-training (so to speak), I've had a soft spot for the Howdunit Series of books for writers. Some I picked out of a resale pile, others I bought online wherever I could, but I'm always eager to read, take notes, and pass them along to writing groups I've been … Continue reading Just the Facts, Ma’am: a writer’s guide to investigators & investigation techniques, by Greg Fallis
My Valentine's Day present to myself when I left the coffee shop last night was an on-a-whim visit to a manicure/pedicure place. I'd never had one before, but considering I'm trying to return to Jiu-Jitsu soon, I thought it'd be nice of me not to accidentally cut anybody with my nails because of the harsh … Continue reading #014–Why do some women do the super-long fingernails thing?
The past few months online have been a revelation for me as a woman, because I've seen honest dialogue about women's issues begin and squeamishness start to pass. Guess it's time to throw my hat in the ring and go searching for the answers I need from women who work and live and think differently.
A few days ago I got to thinking about this concept after reading and responding to a few other bloggers in our crazy fun world. What got me thinking hard was where I am now and where I've always been. And how the hell I'm gonna get away from it. That might require some gasoline and kindling to burn some bridges that might need burning...
That's been the trend here today: quiet. People waiting in line started out the day really quiet with placid expressions (especially the ladies). I mean, I couldn't tell if the people I saw had stayed up all night and were still bleary-eyed or they were disappointed at the result. Trump is the winner. Something about that leaves a bad taste in my mouth, but I've been carrying that bad taste for over a year. One would think I'd be used to it by now.