Long Hollow

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Realtor, writer, blogger in Austin, TX

Category: My Evolution

  • Good China, Grown-up Kids, and other sweet!s

      I fell in love with this china and crystal soon after I fell in love with Tom, back in the days when brides-to-be always registered for beautiful table settings that would probably spend more time in a china cabinet than gracing a table.  Even though I can count on one hand the number of…

  • So, 2012, this is how we say goodbye…

      This morning raindrops plopped on my head, making me think of that old B.J. Thomas song. I couldn't remember all the lyrics, just the "cryin's not for me… nothin's worryin' me" part. Perfect timing, because as of yesterday afternoon, my dad's back in the hospital with a suspected stroke.But even though I shed a…

  • How is your Christmas going?

    TG sits near me watching Rush Hour 2. I've been listening while editing photos from the past week, laughing because I've watched it with her often enough to see the scenes in my mind. The Christmas tree sparkles between us. I won't take it down for a couple of weeks. That's when the Christmas season…

  • Why I Love “The Hobbit”

        He was five, snuggled up close beside me on the loveseat for our ritual bedtime story, sucking his thumb. "Are you sure?" I asked him. "There aren't any pictures in this book. Just a lot of words." He nodded, so I opened the worn paperback and began reading… "In a hole in the…

  • Mastering the Fine Art of Procrastination

    If we are ever in doubt about what to do, it is a good rule to ask ourselves what we shall wish on the morrow that we had done. ~ John Lubbock It's all John Lubbock's fault that my Christmas decorations still languish in boxes piled in the middle of the living room. Instead of…

  • There will come a day…

      There will come a day when I will want to dance, but my feet will stumble.  So I will dance today. There will come a day when I'll want to help, but my hands will fumble. So I will help today. There will come a day when I will want to say "I love…

  • When You Know They’re All Grown Up

      You are the bows from which your childrenas living arrows are sent forth.The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far. ~Kahlil Gibran   Several weeks ago I was nearing the end of my rope…more frustrated, worried, hurt, and…

  • Taking a quick break to share this with you…

    I'm writing. For the second day in a row! Actually making a little progress, too, once I managed to ignore the voices inside my head who kept telling me to give it up, just quit, that it wasn't any good. After staring at the screen and out the window and at the screen again, I…

  • You’ll Find Me Out on the Limb

    I spent too many years day-dreaming near the tree's trunk, playing it safe, following guidelines I formed for myself (from who knows where) on how I should act, what I should do, who I should be. Then Fifty drew near, in all her daring glory, taunting me, teasing me, luring me out onto the limb because,…

  • Babies and other sweet things

    My plan for today: To clean this filthy house and, while I have 2/3 of my kids here to help, get all of the boxes of Christmas decorations upstairs and ready to unpack. Instead: I slept in, watched an episode of Rick Steves where he and his family travel to Europe at Christmastime, went for…