Blushes, Gushes, and GRRs (August Edition)

Blushes


Watching myself on TV always feels awkward–and makes me blush.

Gushes

I love being part of Utah’s talented and generous writing community. The 2nd Annual Writing For Charity conference was held this past weekend.
27 authorsĀ + 145 participants
= infinite fun (and $8,000 raised to buy books for children).

Photo taken by Gailon Tucker.

GRR
Will someone please rid my garage of evil spirits?!? This time my car battery died, but it did not die alone. It took a fancy computerized gizmo worth $500 down with it. I’m never getting that cute sweater dress.

Blushes, Gushes, and GRRs (July Edition)


Blush!

Someone I barely knew walked in on me in the bathroom: skirt hiked, undies around my ankles. Okay, that alone is embarrassing. But then she didn’t leave! So I stood up, skirt falling, not knowing what to do with the underwear. And she kept standing there talking to me. So I kicked the underwear away and talked really, really fast!

Gush!

I visited Debbie’s amazing book club–everyone was so friendly, funny, and charming. Debbie created a list of questions related to My Big Nose And Other Natural Disasters like “Do you have a crazy ticket/car wrecking story?” and “Do you have any kooky boyfriend stories?” We laughed a lot! But the best part? Our treat was a beautiful little wedding cake with wobbly columns and everything. So adorable! The entire evening was so fun. A big gushing thank you goes to Debbie and her wonderful friends!

GRR!

My garage door wouldn’t open–on the night I had a class to teach at the Salt Lake Community Writing Center. I tried to lift it myself. It wouldn’t budge. I climbed on a ladder and messed with the chain, only to get greasy, black fingers. I banged on it. I screamed at it. And then I called the garage fix-it guy and begged…begged him to come fix my door. He told me no. But then he sensed my true desperation. He came and fixed the door within minutes. Phew! Or should I say Phew$$$. Goodbye cute catalog sweater dress. Hello new garage door springs–at least you come in fashionable silver and black.