Kathy Brasby Blog
I Knocked Then Foofie Happened.
Even before the blue cloud surrounded the house, I was very sorry I had knocked on the door. My sister, Ann, and I used to manage several rental houses for landlords. One day, we had to deliver a notice to a late-paying tenant to either pay up or move out. These have...
Four States, Carhenge, and a Tornado: A Quirky Sister Road Trip Adventure
Here’s your quiz: what do four states, Carhenge, and a tornado have in common? If you said my sister and me, you’ve been paying attention. This all got started when my sister and I drove six hours from home, into Wyoming, to visit family. We had a full day for the...
Lost in Sundance with a Fake Award
When it comes to planning, I don’t do much. I often travel with my sister, who is as into to-do lists as I am. She called me the day before we left on a trip last month. “Are you packed?” “As much as you are.” Which was code for, “I haven’t even done my laundry yet.”...
Google Translate vs. Lorem Ipsum
The last time I counted, I got 46,812 newsletters in my inbox in a month. You think I’m exaggerating, huh? You’re right, of course. It’s 36,812 newsletters. A new one flew into my inbox last week and the writer of this one was too fast with the SEND button. Because...
I Jumped!
I went skydiving last week. That’s not actually correct. Miguel went skydiving and took me along. For most of my life, I considered skydiving a lump-in-my-belly way to meet God. I couldn’t imagine a more terrifying way to die than seeing the earth rushing to meet me....
Blackbeard, Pocahontas, and Goat’s Island
Having lived in the Great American Desert all my life, I get excited when I see water.Here on the plains of northeastern Colorado, we use an eyedropper for our water breaks. Tumbleweeds carry canteens. Fish have to adjust to breathing sand part of the year.That’s why,...
Protein Powder and Pat-Downs
My morning's confidence should've been a giveaway. But, no. I confidently assured my fellow travelers, who had to go through airline security with a baby, that I’d wait on the other side of security for them. After all, I have TSA PreCheck. I didn’t have to shed my...
When Buzzy Took Flight
I thought I had found my publisher. He had earnest blue eyes and an idea for a series. I was all in. Then I learned he wanted me to write his book for him. The first of his six-book series. He amped up his determination and locked those blue eyes on me. “OK,” I said....
Walter Mitty in My Pocket
I’m not having a contest. But I will need some name ideas for my iPhone because I’m thinking I need to write a book tentatively entitled, The Secret Life of My iPhone, which sounds pretty bland. Even Walter Mitty sounded better, but I don’t think he had an...