"Don’t stay in bed, unless you can make money in bed." ~George Burns Burns probably had another profession in mind when he dropped that quip, but thanks to the invention of the internet and the laptop, I do get to make money from bed... as a freelance writer. And as a bonus, every day is … Continue reading In Which my ‘Tab’ Key Becomes a ‘Tabby’ Key
O Peeing Tree, O Peeing Tree!
The rich singing-voice of my German Grandpa is part of the soundtrack of my childhood. We used to live with my grandparents for the summers, and I remember him tucking me into bed with songs from the 40’s. “I’d rather have a paper doll to call my own than have a fickle-hearted green-eyed girl”… And … Continue reading O Peeing Tree, O Peeing Tree!
Words Have Meaning, Names Have Power
“Proper names are poetry in the raw. Like all poetry they are untranslatable.” ~W.H. Auden I wrote the other day about my husband’s new life with new name, so it seems appropriate to share about mine as well. My given name is Janna, which means “Gift from God.” (And, interestingly enough, is a feminine form … Continue reading Words Have Meaning, Names Have Power
Tiaras and Carpet Tape
A fellow blogger paid me the lovely compliment yesterday of supposing that I’m constitutionally incapable of being “boring.” I’d like to imagine that’s so—I certainly haven’t led a monotonous life, and some of the exploits I’ve undertaken puzzle even me, in retrospect… An episode that definitely falls into that category would be my one-and-only stunt … Continue reading Tiaras and Carpet Tape
Sailor’s Knot, Compass Rose
Whenever I'm grappling with a difficult decision, my A.A. Sponsor asks me, "What does your gut tell you?" Usually I already know what course of action my “gut” is pointing me toward, but those instincts tend to solidify when she verbalizes them. "Listen to your gut--that's God talking," she tells me. Oh great...God talks to … Continue reading Sailor’s Knot, Compass Rose
Shifting Paradigms & Half a Pair’o’Dimes
When my husband Keoni and I met (in Rehab, of all places!) he was 52 and I was 34. We tend to get reactions from people when we’re out arm-in-arm; it’s an inverse bell-curve, where reactions are heavily loaded at the ends of the spectrum rather than the middle. He either gets fist-bumps, or snide … Continue reading Shifting Paradigms & Half a Pair’o’Dimes
Contest Contribution: “Christmas Memory with Mother”
This little-bit is in response to fellow blogger, Things I Want to Tell My Mother, who posted a contest (challenge?) to share a Christmas memory of your mother in just 100 words... Check out her post and jump in with YOURS--you have till December 5 to contribute. So, 100 words exactly: Some Christmas memories of … Continue reading Contest Contribution: “Christmas Memory with Mother”
Kana's Chronicles 