I was one of those kids that always rooted for the underdog. Maybe it was because I was small. Maybe it was because I was small and got picked on and abused for it. Maybe it was because I had a physical defect that other children weren’t exactly kind about.… Continue Reading Velvet Verbosity’s Lesson for the Day – Compassion versus "Idiot Compassion"

Ha!  Holidays.  Technically over, but still recovering and only just home to my own bed, my own kitchen, a stack of mail, and an incredibly grateful purring kitty (that’s the great thing about pets, they forgive and forget pretty fast).  Every year, I totally underestimate the black hole of the… Continue Reading Help! I’ve Been Kidnapped by a Man in a Red Suit!

Still looking for Christmas gifts for those hard-to-shop-for, have-it-alls? Yeah. Me too. I have two on my list. Anyfolk.com is a new site trying to get off the ground with a pretty nifty product. They offer t-shirts and hoodie sweatshirts for guys, gals, and kiddies with your choice of “folk”.… Continue Reading Velvet Verbosity Asks – What Kind of Folk Are You?

Ephebiphobia – the fear of teenagers. I have a confession to make. No, as the title implies, I am not a teenage mother. I am, however, a mother to two teenagers. TWO. Teenagers. That makes two of them and one of me. This is not a good ratio, in case… Continue Reading Confessions of a Teenage Mother OR Velvet Verbosity Suffers from Ephebiphobia