The View from a Drawbridge

The random musings of a bridgetender with entirely too much time on her hands.

It occurred to me recently that before you can be a writer, you must first have something to say. You have to have opinions and thoughts and ideas. You have to be good at explaining and/or describing things. You can’t be hesitant to speak your mind. I’ve always had something to say. No doubt about …

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Well, I Never!

The View from a Drawbridge

I overheard someone say that the other day. I’ve probably heard it a thousand times in my life without really giving it much thought. But the fact is, never is a very long time. You never… what exactly? …heard anything so outrageous? Poppycock. We are living in an increasingly outrageous world. You may have blocked …

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A Canadian friend of mine (waving hello to Sim) was telling me of his various health issues, and I replied, “You’re a hot mess!” Every once in a while my Southern comes out of my mouth. I can’t help it. He had never heard the phrase before, and had to look it up. (Which charmed …

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The other day someone said to me, “Honestly, you are not bad looking on a good day, and you are smart. A little hair care, enhancing make up…” Be still my beating heart. Consider my ego massaged. There’s nothing quite like a well-meaning friend to reinforce your already piss-poor self-image, is there? This comment now …

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So, the other day I bent down to retrieve something, and heard “Look at the HAM HOCKS on this woman! Woo hoo!” Honestly. I know I have more than my fair share of junk in the trunk, but in what universe would anyone want their posterior compared to that of a pig? It was meant …

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