Writing is like being able to put life into a snow globe. It takes the things that are too big and scary and reduces them into a form that I can put away when I want and look at from a distance. It also takes all that’s good in life and captures it into something I can take out when I want and look at close up and keep forever. It makes the bad things into something I can hold…and the good things into something I can hold onto. Both help so much that I need that little souvenir of life.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Totally Random Tuesday-Rose

A rose by any other name will smell as sweet, sure. But if you give a rose a name like, say, “smick,” and you have a celebrity go on TV and say smicks are passé and tacky, and then you sell long stemmed smicks for 5 cents at the discount store, I guarantee you that sophisticated people will sneer at the ones who exclaim, “Yippee, cheap smicks!”


  1. You crack me up! I did an exercise like this in college. I still have it somewhere. We had to substitute made up words for real words and write a paragraph. It was fun!

  2. Yeah, Tammy!! You are a riot!! I laughed out loud when I read that last line!!

  3. Really cute post! And thanks for the reminder. I need to put the soaker hoses on my smicks today.


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