yes please, i would like to be this darling. so, dear jesus, please move me to a place with many thrift stores to thrift through.  thank you and amen.

Easter Sunday is full.  starting before the sun rises to when the sun slips beyond the horizon we have our traditions.  the celebration of life begins through the morning greetings, to the life-filled colors we wear, to the worship surrounded by hundreds of other grateful souls, to soaking up the presence of those we’ve been given… Continue reading looking for Good Friday

there once was a midget sprout named peach.  she was a jolly sort who enjoyed her days surrounded by a googleplex of other sprouts.  although happy little sprouts, the wind and rain and dirt had not been kind to them and they never could get their leaves to sit just right after being blown about. … Continue reading in which i use six assigned words.

i’m sitting in bed and noticed that my left big toe is asleep.  odd, right?  it doesn’t really worry me but looking for some entertainment, i google.  apparently there are many others who suffer from the left big toe asleep disorder and most are urged to go see their doctor. i just went to my… Continue reading experience with the doctor.

i’m a list sort of person.  i have lists at work scribbled on random pieces of paper as things come to mind.  i have a list always open right in my email full of personal and yet again, work related projects.  i have lists in my head of people i want to spend time with… Continue reading summer list

is there a much better way to end your day than a heaping plate of citrus goodness? i didn’t think so either.

she was in the hallway the other day while waiting for a meeting.  tiredness had replaced her usual energetic love for everything around and she stood awkwardly still, hands clasped in front of her, while i casually asked how her day was going. she answered, “uhh… not good actually, but that’s okay.”  i hadn’t really… Continue reading Linda

“HAD I the heavens’ embroidered cloths, Enwrought with golden and silver light, The blue and the dim and the dark cloths Of night and light and the half-light, I would spread the cloths under your feet: But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet, Tread softly because… Continue reading yeats

i’m not home many evenings.  actually, it’s quite pathetic how not home i usually am.  i forget how much i need these quiet evenings (not to mention how much a dirty bathroom and laundry need me).  so tonight is a down night (which means that i keep busy with lots of things that don’t involve… Continue reading sweet success

i have a million saved drafts here in the private workings of louissa.com.  some i deemed not clever enough to amuse while others revealed too much of the soul for your eye to see and so they were never published.  but they’re here.  someday i’ll go through them and find amusement at unfinished sentences, long… Continue reading another time