Category: Personal Musings

  • My Favorite Things

    April Wensel encouraged us to write a list of our one hundred favorite things. Okay. I’m in.

    Though I couldn’t come up with a full one hundred at the time, I’m updating this until I get to that.

    You might also like to read 100 Things About Me.

    https://twitter.com/aprilwensel/status/1162355926025867264

    Here are my favorite things in no particular order:

        1. Hydrangeas
        2. Sweat Peas
        3. Filet Mignon
        4. Butter melting on bread
        5. Ginger ale
        6. Casamigos Tequila
        7. Angels Envy Whiskey
        8. Big Sur
        9. The smell of pine trees in the morning
        10. The way light filters down through trees in the late afternoon
        11. The sun on my face
        12. Salt air filling my lungs
        13. Watching the sunset
        14. Kaymak
        15. Everything Bagels
        16. Candy Kiss Perfume by Prada
        17. Crater Lake
        18. Feeling understood
        19. Singing ballads
        20. Watching jazz live
        21. Olukai flip flops
        22. 400 count cotton sheets
        23. Sleeping in on a Sunday morning
        24. The way sloths smile
        25. Playing Gin Rummy
        26. Laughing with others
        27. Inside jokes
        28. Shared glances
        29. A secret
        30. Kit Kats
        31. Red Vines
        32. Lemon meringue pie
        33. Citrus scents
        34. A long, hot bath
        35. Time alone
        36. The sound of children laughing
        37. The smell of bread baking
        38. The way a kitten’s paw feels
        39. Giving dogs belly rubs
        40. Feeling safe
        41. Paisleys
        42. Argyle
        43. Penny Loafers
        44. The feeling off hot coffee down the back of my throat
        45. The intimacy of your hair being washed
        46. The sound boats make as they bounce up and down at the harbor
        47. A lightning show in Fort Worth
        48. Poems that make you feel alive
        49. Songs that bring you back in time
        50. Friends who see you
        51. Giggling for no reason
  • Shallow – The Unfinished Song

    The song Shallow in the recent remake of A Star is Born is simply an unfinished song. As a former songwriter and musician, here’s my analysis.

    Why am I writing about songwriting?

    I’m normally more vocal about marketing and copywriting. It’s true. But Shallow by Lady Gaga and Bradly Cooper is really just two unfinished songs (at worst) and one (at best).

    I realize you all love this song and you love it because of the emotion of the movie and Lady Gaga’s voice and how handsome Bradly Cooper is. Heck, I’ve been swooning over him since he was in Alias. But the song is what it is, a narrative vehicle for a musical. But it’s not finished.

    The character in the movie drags her on stage after hearing part of the song in a parking lot. Barbara Streisand’s song from the previous movie was finished. This one is not. Here’s why. (more…)

  • Texting, Relationships, and Self-Talk

    I keep trying to text you

    And then stopping myself


    “He doesn’t care,” I say.

    “But what if he does?” asks doubt.


    “You’ll push him away,” says fear.

    “He misses you,” says confidence.


    “Your vulnerability makes you clingy,” says my insecurity.

    “You are a powerful connector,” says my strength.


    “I am awesome,” says my sass.

    “I believe it,” says Bridget.

  • “I will survive.”

    Julie got me this cup because I always say I’m in “survival mode.” People often ask me when I’ll get out of survival mode. I’m not sure. It seems like I’ve been here my whole life.

    Working to be heard. Finding my voice. Fighting the silence.

    Desiring to be respected. Crying when ignored. Feeling invisible.

    I’m a person. I’m smart. I have ideas. I matter.

    I decide how people treat me. I decide what I accept.

  • The Habit of a Relationship


    I speak, he listens

    He calls, I answer

    I cry, he holds me

    He’s sick, I caretake

    I stand, he’s there

    He leads, I follow

    I break, he mends

    I sleep, he snores

    He dies, I’m alone