Some of my greatest relationships have kept me guessing, on my toes, and anticipating the next great thing. The love of my life that I’m talking about here is my muse. I often wonder when it will pay a visit in my busy and unpredictable life! Will my muse speak to me when I’m covered in slippery bubbles? Will it show up when I’m sitting behind the wheel on I-95? Sometimes my muse has been known to murmur in my ear when I’m slick with perspiration smashed between simmering bodies on the F…Continue
Added by Theresa Varela on August 12, 2011 at 7:32am — No Comments
The clock glares 3am. My eyelids have once again popped open. It’s as though an electrical switch has been flipped up. Frankenstein's gadgetry turned on high voltage! I wake up like Frank, too, with a low moan and a stiff stretch. I have the three am blues!
I’ve spoken to so many people who’ve complained about waking up in the middle of the night. I’ve sat there counseling them on the wonders of sleep hygiene as I secretly gloated about my enraptured nights of dreaming. We’ve talked…Continue
Added by Theresa Varela on April 21, 2011 at 7:55pm — No Comments
My anxiety soared sky high when I realized that I no longer wanted to blog about blogging. In one of my previous blogs I wrote about what to do and what to steer away from after reading a gazillion blogs on just that. Fine and interesting. I needed and continue to need guideposts on blogging. So keep them coming fellow bloggers but I will bow out of that particular enterprise.
It’s taken me several attempts at blogging to finally find my niche. As I read others' blogs I thought long…Continue
Added by Theresa Varela on March 18, 2011 at 9:09am — No Comments
Last week I completed the Manhattan half-marathon. It isn’t my first but probably my most difficult half in a while. I came in about 20 minutes later than the previous one I ran about six month ago. I’d like to think that there were a lot of reasons why my time was what it was.
First, I have to admit, it was cold outside. The thermometer read 15 degrees Fahrenheit. I practically froze my fingers off when I decided to take my number tag off my jacket to place it on my pants. This way…Continue
Added by Theresa Varela on January 30, 2011 at 8:09pm — No Comments
Be Consistent: It doesn’t matter if it’s every Wednesday, Thursday or heaven forbid, Sunday,…Continue
Added by Theresa Varela on January 20, 2011 at 9:53pm — No Comments
I woke up this morning in an “aha!” moment- I had the great realization that writing is akin to playing dolls. This goes for the guys too! I played with Tressy, Penny Brite and Barbie-I am also showing my age. The men I know played with GI Joe and then there was He Man and Skeletor and, well, you can name the others.…Continue
Added by Theresa Varela on January 8, 2011 at 7:40pm — No Comments