Shrine circus memories

My first memory of the circus is of a night show, after dark, sitting in the bleachers at the Ft. Pierre rodeo grounds for the Oahe Shrine Club Circus. I remember watching in awe as the tight rope walkers balanced with their arms outstretched, high above my head. Colored lights reflecting off their glitter-covered faces only seemed to amplify the excitement. I remember the taste of cotton candy in my mouth and having to share my seat with my sister because of the large crowd that was in attendance that evening.

The show featured many things I’d never seen before; colored doves appeared out of a magician’s hat and poodles did tricks in skirts, bears rode on tricycles and elephants danced to their trainer’s whim. There were also clowns and tigers and ponies and many other things to entertain a young child.

On Being Single and of Boyfriends

Attention all well-meaning individuals in my life:

I am a single white female – get over it.

I know you all mean well when you comment, jest or quip about my obvious lack of a significant other in my life; but with all-due respect, back off. I happen to take a certain level of pride at setting my relationship status as ‘single’ on Facebook and check marking ‘Ms.” on forms. If I’m happy for me, why can’t you be too?

Blog Post in Progress

I walk into my home office and sit down to my new desk, a pre-used gift from my mom. It’s not new, but it’s new to me so it works as a bit of much needed inspiration.

My laptop is still sitting out from when I was messing with it earlier. The power cord is nearby too. I know that the computer’s battery life expectancy is not much without life support. It’s just getting old, but it still gets the job done.