Seeing is Believing

DAILY PROMPT Can’t Watch This When was the last time you watched something so scary, cringe-worthy, or unbelievably tacky — in a movie, on TV, or in real life — you had to cover your eyes? I don’t have the … Continue reading


A Day at the Beach

Husby was feeling particularly inspired by the Daily Prompt scenario today. Please enjoy this guest post via à la modern dad (he doesn’t actually blog, just go with it). DAILY PROMPT Sudden Shifts You’re at the beach with some friends … Continue reading


I’m Sorry. I’m So Sorry.

DAILY PROMPT From the Top Today, write about any topic you feel like — but you must reuse your opening line (at least) two more times in the course of your post. I apologize. To anyone in the midwest who … Continue reading



Object Lesson
Sherlock Holmes had his pipe. Dorothy had her red shoes. Batman had his Batmobile. If we asked your friends what object they most immediately associate with you, what would they answer?

I am not entirely positive that today’s Daily Prompt inspires me to write much of interest, but I am always happy to share my love of the aviators. These particular ones are from Betsey Johnson, but I have many pair.


Maybe you have a signature object you can go on and on about. Tell me about it in the comments!


It Smells Like the Color Green

Nosey Delights
From the yeasty warmth of freshly baked bread to the clean, summery haze of lavender flowers, we all have favorite smells we find particularly comforting. What’s yours?

I have many favorite smells. The smell of a newborn baby. I mean, a new-new newborn baby, fresh from the factory. I can’t describe it in a worthy way. The air is sweet and clean and… new. I don’t know if that’s everyone’s experience or just mine. My newborn babies smell good.

I like the smell of freshly mown grass. This is a common one. You either love it or you hate it. I have only recently learned, or perhaps relearned as maybe I knew it before, that the smell that I love so much is actually a chemical that the lawn gives off trying to save itself from the injury you are inflicting upon it. That makes me sad. It is sad that it smells so good.

I love the musky smell of a good rainstorm. I think everyone gets this one. Right?

I love the smell of Thanksgiving dinner cooking. It’s almost too many aromas at once. Sweet and savory overload – a welcomed experience.

The smell of coffee brewing is one of my most odd favorites. Odd because I do not drink coffee. Not the freshly brewed, never experienced the transformation into a white chocolate mocha kind of coffee anyway. It is my fervent wish that coffee tasted as good, straight out of the pot, as it smells while it is brewing.

I have a feeling that I could go on like this for many hours, but I have to eat lunch now. BLT’s smell good.


You’re a wizard, à la modern mom.

DAILY PROMPT Fictional Intruder Go down the rabbit hole with Alice; play quidditch with Harry Potter; float down the river with Huck Finn… If you could choose three fictional events or adventures to experience yourself, what would they be? I’ve … Continue reading