I have driving on the brain. Maybe because I see others packing up their overnight bags, and stocking coolers with cheese sticks and juice boxes in order to hop away for impromptu weekend road trips. Or, maybe because summer brings out the "Sunday drivers," the "thrill-seekers," and the few brave Midwestern souls who own convertibles -- those who stare at their calendars waiting to pounce on the… Continue reading Stories From The Road (Or, Make A Move And The Opossum Gets It!)
When I heard that Clay Morgan and Leanne Shirtliffe were playing "School Photo Day," I decided to get in on the action. But as I sifted through my class pictures and yearbook photo ops, I had trouble choosing. Should I go with one from the "I look like a bowl-headed boy" era, or from the huge selection of "my big-hair and eyebrows are battling for camera time"… Continue reading What Secrets Can A Picture Tell?
Since I'm rapidly approaching my one year blogging anniversary (and am in the midst of a busy week), I thought I would share one of my older posts. Happy Blogging! Before I started Amanda's Wrinkled Pages, I had never intentionally read or sought out another blog. Borrowing from that timeless classic of artistic expression, Pretty Woman, I'll say, "Close… Continue reading Blogging Paranoia…(It’s All About Me!)
So, I've been having that dream a lot lately. You know, the one where you're back in high school with your big ideas and your bigger hair, wearing nothing but a plastic...wait a second. I mean the one where you can't remember your locker combination. It's funny, because I never worried about forgetting those three secret numbers when I… Continue reading That Crazy Dream About Your High School Locker (and Finding Answers)
Man, am I boring! This is the thought that pummeled the back side of my head one cold, wet morning last week while driving the kids to practices and appointments. It was a day off of school, and none of us were thrilled about having to venture out when our time might… Continue reading What is Your “Something Exciting?”
Sarcasm is a tricky beast. Some find it hilarious, while others deem it humiliating. When done well, it's often indecipherable -- a straight-faced delivery can majorly mess with literal-minded folks that just "don't get it." And this is when you're standing right next to each other. On the phone, you can sometimes catch it: A… Continue reading Insert Sarcasm Here — Miscommunication in the Digital Age