Monthly Archives: April 2013

I Feel for my Mother

Posted on April 29, 2013 by Rutabaga the Mercenary Researcher

Originally posted on The Mercenary Researcher:
I feel for my mother. She desperately wanted a girl. She got me instead.  Not to say I’m not feminine; I wear skirts, I wore makeup, I procreated. But I suspect I wasn’t the…

Posted in Childhood, Children, Humor, Random Thoughts, shopping, Story, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , | 11 Comments

The Carrot Dog Story ~ a Tale of Skepticism and Amazement

Posted on April 25, 2013 by Rutabaga the Mercenary Researcher

Originally posted on The Mercenary Researcher:
Anyone that has any kind of contact with me, either in person or on Facebook, has probably heard me extol the deliciousness of carrot dogs.  I LOVE CARROT DOGS!!  What might you ask are…

Posted in Baking, Children, Cooking, Eating, Family, Food, Humor, love, Music, Random Thoughts, Recipes, Story, Vegetarian | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | 26 Comments

Life is a Practice – Do it Again

Posted on April 23, 2013 by Rutabaga the Mercenary Researcher

I just read Tracy’s post about being aware of the personalities in your own self – how important it is to be mindful and in the ‘now’ instead of always living in the past or trying to fly into the future. It reminds … Continue reading →

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When Sheep Don’t Bring You Joy

Posted on April 22, 2013 by Rutabaga the Mercenary Researcher

Originally posted on The Mercenary Researcher:
I wrote this in 40 minutes before work at 5AM – please excuse any offensive uses or misuses of grammar.  mea culpa, mea culpa, mea máxima culpa. That Catholic upbringing was good for something,…

Posted in Childhood, Children, Eating, Family, Food, Humor, Injury, Random Thoughts, Story, Travel | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 14 Comments

Show Her It’s a Man’s World

Posted on April 18, 2013 by Rutabaga the Mercenary Researcher

I wish MOST men were this honest ~

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Looking Up ~ Being Aware

Posted on April 15, 2013 by Rutabaga the Mercenary Researcher

Recently, I was having coffee with one of my friends and we were talking about being aware – that many people are not aware of the world around them – they don’t take the time to notice what’s going (often … Continue reading →

Posted in Birding, Blogging, Childhood, Children, Random Thoughts, Story, Words | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | 49 Comments

I Had Nary a Clue

Posted on April 12, 2013 by Rutabaga the Mercenary Researcher

Originally posted on The Mercenary Researcher:
The little snippets below represent some misconceptions on my part as well as weird things I’ve encountered. Warning: even though I have claimed that this blog is about biking- there is NOTHING about biking…

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Compelled

Posted on April 11, 2013 by Rutabaga the Mercenary Researcher

Compel 1 : to drive or urge forcefully or irresistibly <hunger compelled him to eat> 2: to cause to do or occur by overwhelming pressure <public opinion compelled her to sign the bill> I often can’t help myself. It happens all the time.  I am compelled – without ill intent even … Continue reading →

Posted in Blogging, Childhood, Humor, Language, Random Thoughts, Reading, Relationships, Words, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , | 101 Comments

Time to let the balloons go –

Posted on April 9, 2013 by Rutabaga the Mercenary Researcher

April 8, 2003 – the most exciting and fearful day for me and my husband. It was the day our son came home from an almost four month stay in the Neonatal ICU.  He came with stitches, tubes, a mickey … Continue reading →

Posted in Childhood, Children, Family, Health, love, Random Thoughts, Relationships, Story, Surgery | Tagged , , , , , , , | 68 Comments

The Time is Now ~

Posted on April 4, 2013 by Rutabaga the Mercenary Researcher

Greetings People ~ I’ve carved out some legit writing time. Pre-Bikram yoga at 6:30PM {it’s been two days since I’ve been; I feel the addiction jitters starting to set in} and post-pulling apart an entire child’s bedroom to paint – … Continue reading →

Posted in Blogging, Humor, Language, Random Thoughts, Secrets, Words, Writing, Yoga | Tagged , , , , , , , | 54 Comments