The Inevitable

Like most writers, I am a voracious reader and have been most of my life. While I do tend to gravitate toward certain genres, I usually enjoy reading anything well written. And, like most readers, I have favorite authors.

Writers and Their Implements

It’s no secret that writers love books. Most are book hoarders if you want to know the truth. Books are our crack. My love affair with books began at a very young age. I blame my mother. She used to read to me every single night even after I was more than able to read by myself. It was our nighttime ritual. 

My Mom Wasn’t Kidding

I remember my mom sometimes complaining about little aches and pains she was experiencing, almost every day. (I’m sure I was the cause of some of those headaches.) Anyway, as a teen-ager I used to think my mom was just saying these things so my brother and I would feel sorry for her and not give her any grief those days because she wasn’t feeling good. I mean, come on, how can someone have a new pain every – single – day?

Don’t Joke About the Bible

I know I live down here in the Bible Belt, where you can’t swing a cat without hitting a church, but I had no idea until recently just how seriously these Southern folks are about their Bibles, Jesus and going to church. (They’re also very serious about their mamas, sweet tea, Coca-Cola, and dessert, but that’s a whole different post.)

Tighten and Tone

Exercise is not my favorite activity. I know it’s a necessary evil and I know there are great benefits to be had from daily partaking in this event. But, I don’t like it. Over the years I’ve tried to find a form of exercise that I enjoy.

There’s Something Beautiful About the Ugly Truth

The one thing I hate, probably more than anything else in the world, is lying and liars. I hate being lied to. I hate hearing other people telling lies. Lies are ugly, hurtful and sometimes, dangerous. And lies are never necessary with me. I’m a nice person, just tell me the truth. I can handle it.

A Much Needed Day Off

This week, I’m taking a quick break from blogging. I hope you all have a delightful Independence Day and a huge THANK YOU to everyone who has or still serves in our armed forces.

I’ll be back next Monday with my usual wit or whine session. Until then:

Word of the day: Thalassic

Fun fact about me: I need to schedule more fun days off.

Original post by Jansen Schmidt, June 2017. Image courtesy Google Images.

Observations of an Innkeeper

Photo courtesy P. Rickrode

So, we’re coming up on two years now since we made the big cross-country move and relocated to Mississippi. Innkeeping has been rewarding and challenging and . . . a real learning experience that will forever change the way I stay at hotels, motels, and/or B & B’s in the future.

Front Porch Sitting – It’s All It’s Cracked Up To Be

There’s something special about a front porch. Front porches come in all shapes and sizes; there’s one for every taste. I’ve always loved porches, front or back. I’m blessed here at the Baer House to have a front porch, 2 back porches (first and second level) and a balcony on the second floor in the front of the house. 

The Many Faces of Freedom

We all have our own individual definitions of freedom and freedom comes in many forms.