Category: Fleming Rd
A Name, a Place and a Fork in the Road
The first time my parents moved back home to the south Alabama town where our family has lived for generations, they bought a 12 acre place out near the interstate, tore down the remains...
The Marriot Carpet is Dead. Long Live the Marriot Carpet
I’ve been going to the Dragon Con parade since those years when my then husband wasn’t interested in doing things with me. After a couple of times alone I took my oldest. He was...
Positivity is a Dragonfly
It’s been a rough few weeks. Big things, small things, shocking things, simple irritations, life changing events, and on and on. It’s been one of those times when you realize that great big huge...
Thrifty and Grand
About 10 years ago while recovering from the house fire by way of thrifting, I wrote posts about how I’ve shopped thrift stores my whole life, when it was popular and when it wasn’t....
Out of Place
I am the least conventional thinker I know. I’m willing to conform when appropriate, just sometimes clueless about where that proverbial box is. I had a pre-calc professor who lectured on convention, how the...
Ballooning: Lighter than Air
Ballooning is one of my fondest pursuits. We’ve had fun with so many people. We’ve shared wonderful experiences, as well as tragedies, with friends, family and strangers in balloons. That English teacher who opened...
I Put On My Big Girl Pants and Got On the Ski Lift at Natural Bridge
Do you ever push your personal boundaries, try to blow past your hang-ups? Or, at least take baby steps? I, the person who would rarely turn down a hot air balloon ride, am afraid...