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About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Hawaii where she could learn to surf. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.

wild turkey.

No… I have not taken up drinking. Don’t worry. Or celebrate. But… Imagine my surprise when I returned home from a coffee run to find this large creature in my front yard—way too close to the door of my house. … Continue reading

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song of the day. #62 | doing something right? #music

Maybe I’m doing something right. My daughter’s favorite music to listen to right now is Panic! At The Disco… a band that took their name from a song by The Smiths. Of course they’re good. My girl can be a … Continue reading

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oatmeal cookie dough… yum.

Because I mentioned it in this post a few days ago, I thought I should share the recipe for my delicious oatmeal cookie dough ‘secret‘ treat. You’re welcome. I don’t make this often but I’d like to. And being the selfish … Continue reading

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awarded.

No, I did not win an Oscar. And awards like these aren’t really a matter of ‘winning,’ but rather recognition. And I appreciate that Mel chose me, among other wonderful bloggers. Mel has fiction in her head and she writes it. … Continue reading

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replaced.

Maybe it’s irrational, but I have this feeling… this fear… that I have been replaced. I don’t think I’m truly special to anyone. I used to think I was. I was probably just a fool. Every bond seems to be breaking… … Continue reading

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hopes, fears, and guilt.

For some reason… oh, you know, my whole life… and just aging in general, I’ve been feeling more lost than usual since my birthday last month. But it’s all me. It’s not you… it’s me. [Yeah, I really did just type … Continue reading

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doppelgänger.

A few days ago we went out to do some not-shopping. You know… looking around at things you might want but not actually buying anything. I was checking out some sandals… trying some on. Apparently somewhere in my brain, there … Continue reading

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uncertain.

I’ve seen a lot of talk lately about blogging breaks. Maybe it’s the time of year… maybe it’s just coincidence. I don’t know… and it doesn’t matter. But I do have a point, I promise. I have been trying to … Continue reading

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