Author Archives: winesoakedramblings - The Blog of Vickie van Dyke
What Does A Covid Christmas Look Like?
It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas. And by that I mean it’s snowing. The trees are pretty. We’ve put up some decorations. Other than that I have no idea what Christmas will look like this year. I know … Continue reading
Are You a Poet or a Mariner?
I’ve been pretty consumed with the US election these last few days so decided it might be worthwhile to think about something else for a minute. And where we now live, the way the sun currently sets through our living … Continue reading
What If Your Life WAS The Adventure?
Today we closed up our trailer. Our little summer home that we have enjoyed immensely for the last five years. It was actually snowing when we awoke this morning and the weird snow-shower-sunny-rainy morning continued as we packed away deck … Continue reading
There Is Something More Important Than Being Loved …
Indeed there is. You might think it is being respected. You might think it is being appreciated. You might even think it is being heard. I think it is being seen. I believe that being seen is more important than … Continue reading
What Do You Mean, I Can’t Solve Every Problem?
I have a headache. My neck is sore and my shoulders are aching. My blood pressure is up again. I think my teeth hurt too. I wonder why? Do you think it might be stress? Yeah, maybe. We are living … Continue reading
What Happens When You Live Inside Your Own Ass …
When my British Beloved and I first started dating, he introduced me to this delightful and quite descriptive phrase: “That guy is so up his own ass!” Up his own ass. I love it. Didn’t totally understand it then but … Continue reading
My Crazy Messed-Up Sock Drawer (and other weird personality markers I keep hidden) …
I haven’t blogged in a while. Mostly because of that book I just published (you know how kids are … most of the work comes after they are born) but also because I am moving. Again. 8th time in 16 … Continue reading
I Was The Prettiest When I Was The Unhappiest
I have spent some time this past week amalgamating old photos on my Facebook feed. I have four laptops on the go currently, all filled with digital pics. And this of course does not include the many ancient photo albums … Continue reading
