Author: Lenore Diane

I am married. We have two boys, two dogs, and two cats. I am on the Oxford Comma team. I look forward to my first large cup of coffee, black, every single morning, and I look forward to that second large cup of coffee, still black, every single afternoon.

Where have all the bloggers gone?

~ Lenore Diane ~ 27 Comments

It’s happening again, for the third or forth day in a row.

I access my WordPress account, ready to read my version of the morning paper, only to find a note that reads, “Nothing to read! Why not find your friends, subscribe to some blogs, or have a look at Freshly Pressed?”

What? What do you mean there is nothing to read? I follow many wonderful blogs/bloggers. What do you mean there is nothing to read? Where have all the bloggers gone? Continue reading “Where have all the bloggers gone?” →

That word “Time”

~ Lenore Diane ~ 21 Comments

Recently, I was in the hospital for severe abdominal pain. While waiting for my name to be called by the nurse, I looked around at the other patients in the room. Each person had his/her own injury or illness. As I curled up in pain, I wondered if the time was passing as slowly for the other patients as it was for me.

Then I wondered, trying to distract myself from the pain, how many times does a person say the word ‘time’ in a day? How many different ways does a person refer to time throughout the course of a day? And, what about absolute time and relative time, space-time and time dilation?

Okay, I did not really wonder about the scientific make-up of time, and I am not going to speak of time travel; however, I would not mind traveling through time with Doctor David Tennant. Doctor Who?! You ask. Exactly. Continue reading “That word “Time”” →

The Tormented Toothbrush

~ Lenore Diane ~ 29 Comments

What does your toothbrush look like? Are the bristles straight? Are the bristles squashed? Are the bristles squished?

How often do you brush your teeth? Once a day? Twice a day? Once a week? On major holidays?

I brush my teeth twice a day. My husband brushes his teeth at least once a day, and my kids brush their teeth twice a day. Though we brush our teeth on a daily basis, our toothbrushes look drastically different.

How often do you change your toothbrush? Once a month? Once every two months? Or, are you still using the same toothbrush you used when George W. Bush was serving his first term as President of the United States? Continue reading “The Tormented Toothbrush” →