I Love My Kid #Caturday

I love my kid. This is news?

I love all my kids, but #4 Daughter is currently Nanny Ogg’d into the place of honor. Because this:

I love my kid

copyright 2014 by Sara Marian

Better than diamonds! Better than pearls! Sweetie Pie thinks it’s awesome, too. :)

A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: Write a story with a gun, liquor, smoking, and a cat.


The Handsome Monkey Cat

This week, I’ve been indulging in two of my obsessions. Well, three, if you include my chatting up a total stranger in a coffee shop when I saw him drawing plans for a tiny house. No, chatting up total strangers isn’t one of my obsessions; tiny houses are. Okay, four obsessions.

ANYWAY, while I was sitting with Charlie in the hospital, when he took a nap, I took to using my phone and the hospital wi-fi to access Pinterest and pin pictures of

The Handsome Monkey King, aka Sun Wukong, from Journey to the West

Monkeyand Behemoth, the black cat from The Master And Margarita.

catActually, that’s Al, short for Alexander Russianpants, our #4 Daughter‘s late cat. He was about as far from being a demon as it’s possible to be without actually being a benevolent God, but he LOOKS right.

Here are my Pinterest boards: MarianAllena Don’t ask me where that “a” on the end came from, ’cause I don’t know. I think my finger slipped as I hit Enter and the account was set up that way, and I was too frazzled by that time to care. Jumping through hoops is not my favorite pastime. Drinking beer Reading classic literature is my favorite pastime.

If you should decide to read The Master and Margarita, which I highly recommend, allow me to further recommend the Mirra Ginsburg translation. It really does make a difference. Read it at least twice. At least.

A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: A character is obsessed with a fictional figure.



Surprise Visit From Joe

Had a surprise visit from Joe the other day.

Surprise Visit From Joe


Joe is our late dog. Well, actually, he was our oldest grandson’s dog, but Joe grew to be too big for their little house, so he came to live with us. He was always Dillon’s dog, though, jumping and dancing whenever Dill came over.

A friend of ours who lives in Chicago, but used to visit every year or so, and who thought Joe was one handsome fella, emailed us this picture he had taken of Joe in his prime.

What an unexpected pleasure, to come across a picture of a loved one. It’s like a visit from the Beyond. Some people find that sad or creepy, but, like Alice Cooper, I love the dead. MomGoth, much?

A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: A character come across a photograph of a loved one she or he has been long parted from, through death or otherwise.


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