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Posted By andie On 05.03.2013 @ 4:29 pm

He was always mumbling so she could never really make out what he was saying. It took her years to realize that it was just a cover for the fact that he never listened to a thing she said. His mumbled answers were his only way of responding without having to worry about making sense.

Posted By Andie On 04.16.2013 @ 10:08 pm

The sanctity of marriage is a bit of a crock. I was brought up Catholic, and marriage is one of the major sacraments—akin to communion and baptism. But few people treat it as such. And really, should they? It’s just a contract between two people who are often too young (well before their frontal lobe is fully formed) to truly know what they are doing.

Posted By Andie On 02.15.2013 @ 9:54 am

What’s it like to be cool? I don’t have a clue as I never was—not in high school at least. But then, what is cool? It varies from place to place and time to time, and can only be measured in increments of status as fleeting as the seconds in a minute.

Posted By Andie On 01.27.2013 @ 10:29 pm

She presented with a normal case of hiccups. An in and out sort of deal. No brainer, as they say. What nobody predicted was the deadly outcome. Out of left field. A real shame. The worst is writing the report to the family. Death by hiccup.

Posted By Andie On 12.11.2012 @ 6:39 am

She was 12 years old and had never seen the world from such a tall perspective before. Climbing onto the roof was forbidden, but like all young girls, she had a predilection for all things which could be described by that word. As she sat there watching over the world, she decided that one day she would become the President so as to always retain the feeling of power she felt that night.

Posted By Andie On 12.07.2012 @ 3:15 am

wow past is a lot… i mean theres a lot thats happened in the past, things that i cant even begin to think about and some things that i want to think about.. idk i think i think i regret some things or would take back things from the past but really i dont regret anything at all cuz i wouldnt be who i am today. past is a big word. bigger then me. past is everything.

Posted By andie On 11.28.2012 @ 8:48 pm

I don’t want to cause a scene, but I need to know why you left. Even if I have to travel 18 hours to come find you, I’ll do it. I tried, and you gave up. For once I dove in only to find out you were only going to watch me drown.

Posted By andie On 10.05.2012 @ 11:25 am

i used to love taking pictures with my camera. the iphone has made it obsolete. i would still like to own an amazing dslr and keep sooting

Posted By Andie On 08.02.2012 @ 10:38 pm

I’ve never made the attempt to count my losses—I guess it’s a number I don’t want to know. Besides, counting my wins is a much better use of my time. My losses can only lead me to despair, but the wins—oh they can take me to incredible heights and I can know that I can achieve things when I put my mind to them.

Posted By Andie On 07.30.2012 @ 6:07 pm

The configuration of the various aspects of my life is constantly changing—especially the parts related to my work and activities. The one constant: my family. My love for my husband and daughter will never change, except perhaps to grow.

Posted By Andie On 06.28.2012 @ 9:33 am

Bowl full of…sweet but only good for you if taken in moderation. Personally, I prefer jam with its bits of fruit and seeds. My raspberries have gone insane this year, so I’ll be canning up a bunch of jam, and freezing puree for ice cream later in the summer—yum!

Posted By Andie On 06.07.2012 @ 9:08 am

We’ve managed to agree on a treaty of some sort. I’ll try to forget. You’ll try to remember. It won’t happen again. Our détente is tentative at the moment.

Posted By Andie On 06.06.2012 @ 7:58 am

Running, always. Outcast from the world. Fear of the streets, fear of the people you meet. Your neighbors. Your friends.

Posted By Andie On 06.01.2012 @ 8:33 pm

Well, it sucks. We all know that, I think.

Posted By Andie On 05.31.2012 @ 6:43 pm

Traffic is such a hassle. Today I tried to attend a volunteer breakfast event hough I should have stayed at work. I gave myself 30 minutes for a 20-minute trip. An accident blocked traffic and it took me 45; I was 15 minutes late. What a pain—and always worst when I’m at my busiest.

Posted By Andie On 05.31.2012 @ 4:22 pm

There’s no stunts allowed on mars. Mars men and woment don’t exist therefore cannot and will not ever perform stunt on the planet, surrounding the planet or on other planets for that matter. Even if it involves motorcycles.

Posted By Andie On 05.27.2012 @ 9:46 am

I love him.

Posted By andie On 05.17.2012 @ 12:05 pm

I tend to keep the amount of romance that I read and write a secret from everyone I know. I’m not sure why considering plenty of them read the same material, but I end up getting embarrassed just at the thought of them finding out. Romance is a lot of fun to write and I couldn’t see myself writing something that didn’t involve some sort of romantic relationships. Oh well, it might just be me, but I enjoy it and that’s that.

Posted By andie On 05.16.2012 @ 1:46 pm

Rainy should be sunny because rainy is all I’ve seen for the last month. March has never transformed into that cuddly lion and April looks like it will be packed with showers. Here’s to hopeful May flowers!

Posted By Andie On 03.30.2012 @ 2:49 pm

I’ve marched in just a few in what could be considered a demonstration. It was MLK Jr. day and a huge group of people gathered in Seattle to honor the man and protest the Iraq War when it was just beginning. The crowd was an amazing and diverse mix of people—all colors, all ages, all shapes.

Posted By Andie On 03.08.2012 @ 8:11 am

This site is a generator of ideas for me—though most tend to run in the semi-autobiographical or non-fiction vein. I guess it’s easier to be reflective than wildly creative when you have just one minute to spout out your thoughts.

Posted By Andie On 02.29.2012 @ 7:48 am

Virtual walls keep me trapped inside my reality. I’d like to break them down with a wrecking ball, but find myself armed only with a small hammer. Guess I need to look for cracks so I can chip away and make my escape.

Posted By Andie On 02.08.2012 @ 10:17 am

Rock climbers like to call a trip that had some sort of drama an epic. My epic came on a route in the North Cascades up the side of Liberty Bell. I was working my way across a traverse, hands clinging to an edge, feet out in front for balance, when I felt a pull at my right side as if someone had grabbed the rope. I turned to see that I had neglected to remove the piece of protection meant to keep me safe. I ended up having to work my way back to it and remove it so I could proceed. Fatigued on my way back across, I fell and swung like a hypnotist’s pocket watch on the rope until I could regain my composure and footing.

Posted By Andie On 02.03.2012 @ 8:37 am

Life is hardly a festival these days. There is little to celebrate, and no reason to wear party clothes or eat special foods. Why do we put our Winter holidays at the beginning, when we really need them in late January and early February as the cold and darkness surround us? True Winter starts at the Solstice, and though the days are indeed getting longer, the oppression of the season is just settling in now.

Posted By Andie On 02.01.2012 @ 8:55 am

They say good fences make good neighbors, and I guess that’s true. But for me, it’s all about being able to let my dog outside without worry and keeping strangers from helping themselves to the veggies in my garden (which has happened from time to time).

Posted By Andie On 01.22.2012 @ 2:04 pm

We have a trunk that belonged to a man who escaped Nazi Germany before the holocaust. His wife gave it to us long after he had died as a thank you for helping her clean out her basement in preparation for an estate sale when she was downsizing to a much smaller retirement home. I store blankets and old quilts in it, but to me it represents hope and freedom from tyranny.

Posted By Andie On 01.03.2012 @ 1:59 pm

The rain crashed onto the rocks. lightning flashed randomly in the otherwise eerily calm sky. it was going to flood. it was a fact that couldn’t be denied. She should go back to the village but there was something so exhilarating standing on that rocky ledge watching the storm roll in.

Posted By Andie On 12.21.2011 @ 5:22 pm

When I think about anywhere I might want to be, the answer is always here. Right here, right now. There’s no place like home and anywhere else is just someplace else—a nice place to visit, but not where I belong.

Posted By Andie On 12.01.2011 @ 9:14 am

Already did Marble…just want to se how my new registered profile shows up.

Posted By Andie On 11.27.2011 @ 2:45 pm