kellementology

I must be mellow today.  I’ll credit the heavy fog blowing across my patio right now, and the drops of water left on my plants and spider webs high in the trees.  It doesn’t look or feel like late summer, but this happens when the desert to the east of us is hot, pulling […]

This is not a light-hearted post, so if you’re just not in the mood to be real, that’s fine.  But right now,  I’m thinking that blogging about my patio flowers, or thoughts about floor covering choices for a remodel, or how much I’d like to mail my flea-ridden pets to Siberia […]

Today is my birthday.  And as much as I can say that many women my age choose not to admit their age, I’m proud of mine.
I’m 52 years old.  Not 52 years young, or 52 years better.  It doesn’t need to be made into something other than what it is.
Fifty-two.
The year I was born, The Platters […]

Have you spent time with wordle yet?
It’s fun if you don’t have anything better to do. In fact, it’s perfect if you do have things to do, but just can’t seem to motivate yourself to do them.
Cleaning the house seems more attractive by comparison considering the dark mood I was in after spending some time pencil writing […]

Nike was smart when they launched their campaign admonishing those of us who sit far too long on our ever-expanding rear ends to “Just do It.”  But when you’re someone who is more inclined to first think, then talk about what you are thinking about — like writing — then think about writing before you actually write anything,  clearly […]

Finally, finally, all things Italy are done.  The planning, the packing, the photos, the writing.  And when you’ve spent the time that I have getting ready for a trip like this, there’s a kind of void after it’s over.  A huge void.  Kind of like the Grand Canyon.
I just might be…
…and I’m not quite certain…
…but thinking perhaps that…
I’m bored.
Wait.
I’m never bored.
Ever.
I’m […]

Garden Mirror
It’s interesting, this new writing venue of mine, no longer in our office since my mother’s taken up residence there. My used to be vanity is now my desk, positioned in front of one of my bedroom windows, allowing me a gauzy view of the palms outside, and my neighbors, an unearthly glow […]