Pauline Baird Jones

  • Are You Really Living?

    I ran across this quote while working on another blog post: “I don’t want to drive up to the pearly gates in a shiny sports car, wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails. I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels…

  • When Change is More Magical Than Scary 🙂

    Sometimes change is scary. Sometimes it is magical. I prefer magical change to the scary kind. The scary kind feels life threatening, even though mostly it isn’t. Sometimes it feels like the above photo. Sailing out on this golden sea toward something not quite known, but it doesn’t matter that I don’t know, because I…

  • Some More Quirky 🙂

    I came to this video by a very quirky path. I saw the tree from yesterday’s blog post, and for some reason thought about Euell Gibbons and his “ever eat a tree” commercial. Just for the record, I did try to track that down, but it does not seem to be readily available on YouTube.…

  • Quirky is my Happy Place

    Quirky really is my happy place, so I had to share this photo from the hubs Flickr stream. I also like trees, but that is another blog post. Though can’t you totally see this one with a Swiss Family Robinson type house? (Is this what happens when you cross your brain with a quirky tree…

  • It Started With a Nightmare…Why I Wrote THE LAST ENEMY

    Sometimes I’ll read a book or see a movie and wish I’d written it. It is part of the fun (for me) of being a reader and a writer. Some writers can only bring their writer brain to a book, but for me it is a two-part process. My reader arrives first. I read the…

  • Why I Don’t Go to McD’s in my PJ’s or the Curse of an Over Active Imagination

    I tweeted a couple of weeks ago that I almost went to McDonald’s in my pjs. Someone tweeted back: drive thru. Trust me when I saw that drive thru is my favorite way to get food. As a confirmed hermit it cuts down on the number of people I have to talk to. (Grin). I…

  • In Which I Revisit Weight Shaming

    So I’m browsing the Facebook home feed and someone posted one of those “I can’t believe they are out and about in those clothes” pictures. One comment noted that it had probably been photoshopped to look worse than it was and then added, “But she is waiting in line to eat…” Maybe I’m a little…

  • Daylight Savings Time is OVER. Boom!

    This is how I look the first day of Daylight Savings Time. I am not a morning person. The only good part of DST is when it leaves and I get my hour back. And I’d rather not lose it in the first place. So today I’m very thankful that DST is ending. (And if…

  • Perception Matters When Trying to Communicate

    If you look at the hub’s caption for this photo, you will see what he “saw” when he took this picture: the distant water gap. The first thing I saw was the lone picnic bench. I “saw” myself sitting there, maybe with my lap top, doing some writing. I could “see” myself being inspired by…

  • Scraping the Moss Off My Brain – NaBloPoMo

    I got an email about NaBloPoMo from BlogHer. What is it? Basically it is a big blog party. And an invitation to push yourself a little. To blog every day. Whoa. So far, on good weeks, I might manage 3x a week. (I went back to twice a week for summer/tush kicking.) And they want…