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  • Blog—Maniacal Musings—Becky Lyn Rickman, Managing Editor
  • Blog—Jessica's Journey—Jessica VanVactor, Guest Contributor
  • Blog—My Armenia—Carol Rickman's Blog
  • Dealing with miscarriage
  • My Story
  • Circles
  • The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly of Being Single
  • 5 Stages of divorce recovery
  • The Circus is in Town
  • (You're covered with) The Fingerprints of God
  • Thunder Roared and Love Soared
  • A Period Piece
  • A sneak preview of the Gertie sequel!
  • Six Steps to Cultivate your Femininity in the Business World
  • Chore Zoning or Don't try this at home!
  • The 50 with Meredith Morse—Opera Singer
  • The 50 with Jessica VanVactor
  • Memorizing Joy
  • AT LAST! My interview with Shan White, Life Coach for women in transition
  • Questions and statements we don't care if we never, ever get asked or told again (am I right, girls?)
  • The Date
  • Moonshadow's Spirit
  • Broken Writer + Hypnotherapy = Amazing Trips
  • The "R" Word
  • The 50 with Carol Shepherd Rickman
  • Triumph During Transitions
  • A Kentucky Afternoon
  • Mothers
  • 10 things chemo taught me
  • What if . . .
  • Forgiveness—A poem
  • Mantegories (n. from the Latin; man+categories)
  • Insomnia 101
  • Blooming Bud Interview: Sierra
  • Masterful Mindsets
  • It's in the bag!
  • Important lessons for children: Start where you are, use what you have, do what you can
  • Nursery rhymes, and times, and slimes, and grimes, and crimes
  • Things I learned as a single mom
  • Sadie's Soapbox: Dating
  • The Dress
  • 8 Things That Have Surprised Me About Having a Large Family
  • The gift of longing
  • The Semicolon Project
  • Most embarrassing moments—culinary edition
  • MilitaReality—a brat's perspective
  • About those elusive wisps of thought
  • Being there
  • The Giving Mom
  • How I still haven't learned to keep my smart mouth shut!
  • If you give a mom a cookie . . .
  • Cacti and Geraniums
  • The Three Gardeners
  • Beauty is as beauty does
  • Words for Sabra
  • Arm scratching in Baltimore
  • Pornography didn't kill our love and friendship . . . I did . . . and how we got it back
  • Hardening off our little bloomers
  • The Wonderful, Magical Women of Blooming Television
  • Shake it like a Polaroid picture!
  • 25 Date Nights (that aren't dinner and a movie)
  • Hills Like White Elephants
  • Maryland Beaten Biscuits
  • The night we thought the house was exploding
  • A mysterious case of goosebumps or "What is that on the wall?"
  • Militareality—Real stories of military wives
  • Finding my metal in wood
  • Another blooming bud interview
  • Chariot of Fire
  • Secret gifts of love
  • The best prank I ever pulled was . . .
  • Connie
  • Dating and other hazards
  • Favorite childhood memories
  • When God speaks . . .
  • Zanie gets into another sticky situation
  • No-see-ums: A little useful information
  • I love my kids, but . . .
  • Meg's poem
  • Another blooming bud interview
  • Some of my favorite herbal recipes are . . .
  • I love my cat, but . . .
  • I love all creatures, but . . .
  • The thing all girls and women must see and know . . .
  • The Great Chicken Debacle
  • The Powerful Influence of Brothers
  • How I feel about blooming is . . .
  • Sometimes grandma is up—other times she is simply upside-down
  • Anyone out there as anxious as I am?
  • Some of my funniest childhood memories are . . .
  • You might be addicted to Harry Potter if . . .
  • This month's survey:
  • Another Blooming Bud interview
  • The most valuable life lesson I've learned is . . .
  • The greatest blessing to come out of the most painful thing I ever experienced was . . .
  • The most powerful influence on my life is . . .
  • The thing that could have broken our family, but didn't was . . .
  • The funniest thing that ever happened to me was . . .
  • The time my dad really surprised me was when . . .
  • NEW FEATURE: Interviews with Blooming Buds
  • ANOTHER NEW FEATURE: A survey
  • The most valuable life lesson I've ever learned is . . .
  • My most embarrassing moment was when . . .
  • What really puzzles me is . . .
  • One of the most fun days I ever had was . . .
  • The most scared I've ever been was when . . .
  • The people who have been the biggest influence on me are . . .
  • I like to relax by . . .
  • The best way to do . . .
  • My most embarrassing moment was when . . .
  • The most fun I ever had was when . . .
  • When I grow up, I want to be . . .
  • What really puzzles me is . . .
  • The most amazing bargain I ever found was . . .
  • Those annoying things kids do and what they mean
  • My shameless self-promotion
  • The thing about getting older is . . .
My first husband, he whose name we must not speak, and I one Halloween. 
It was the 80's. Don't judge.

My most embarrassing moments, Automotive Edition

By Becky Lyn Rickman, Managing Editor
Some unbelievable, but true, stories of automobile freakishness!
Yea, I got this topic covered. My favorite embarrassing moments involve cars. Boy, do I have a love/hate relationship with automobiles. Here are a few highlights:
  • When I was 16, my father was stationed overseas and my mother didn't drive. I became the chauffeur for our family, including 6 younger sibs. It was kind of cool to miss school for a doctor's appointment that wasn't even yours! Anyway, one evening I was shopping with my mom and we were in the parking lot of the grocery store when the steering wheel suddenly popped off the column. I laughed so hard and all I could think to do was hand it to my dear mother sitting next to me. Fortunately, we were in the parking lot and going quite slow. I was able to grab the column and steer us to safety and pop it back on. 
  • The time I was driving my very first car, a 1968 Rambler station wagon home from work. I commuted about 40-50 minutes each way, depending on traffic. So I kept my tank full. It was dark, winter, cold, rainy and I was exhausted, being a single mom of a 1-year old. I suddenly heard this very loud *THUD* and then scraping noise. Fortunately, the spirit moved me to pull over and upon investigation, the brackets had rusted and what was dragging on the ground was my nearly full gas tank. A few more feet, sparks, Becky in 7 surrounding counties. Enough said.
  • When I was a single mom, I scraped enough together to buy an old Ford Escort. It was tri-color with replacement parts—my little calico car.  The previous owner had warned me that the hood latch was a little loose. You know how you can lift it a little and then slide a thingie over and lift it the rest of the way. Well, it lifted the first part on it's on and rattled. One day I was in a hurry on the highway and doing 60+ mph. The hood released and with the force of my velocity and the New York spring wind gusts, the darn thing not only went straight up, blocking my view altogether, but also buckled over the hood of the car itself, bending it into a nice, neat 90 degree angle. I was able to find my way off the road by viewing the lines on the side. Yikes! That was fun! 
  • Also, as a single mom, I was fiercely independent and hated to ask for help. When my brakes needed changing, I asked a mechanic friend to show me on one side and supervise me on the other. All was well . . . I thought. Taking the children to church activities one evening, I once again heard a *THUD* and then saw sparks flying out the rear view mirror. Turning my head to the right, I witnessed my entire wheel bouncing with reckless delight across a field of wild flowers. Yes. It was the glaring absence of one tiny little cotter pin that left me stranded with a car full of cranky teenagers. 


Like Becky Lyn Rickman's story? Here's more by her:
MilitaReality—a brat's perspective
Being There
How I still haven't learn to keep my smart mouth shut!
Cacti and Geraniums
Some mysterious goosebumps or "What is that on the wall?"
Finding my metal in wood
Some of my favorite herbal recipes are . . .
I love my cat, but . . . 
I love all creatures, but . . .
You might be addicted to Harry Potter if . . .
My shot at the big time
A cautionary tale
Why I do it
How I chill
How to clean up an egg and other helpful hints
The thing about getting older is . . .
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