Carpe Diem Y’all by Michele Bernard

Writer, Texan, Semi-interested Sports Fan

Carpe Diem Y’all

Now I know, a refuge never grows
from a chin in the hand and a thoughtful pose
Gotta tend the earth if you want a rose.
Indigo Girls

The good news:  business is booming.  It’s going so well, in fact, I find myself rather busy these days. 

The not-so-good news:  business is booming.  So much so, I find it’s time to say farewell to this particular blog.  I will however be launching a new web-site soon, and when that comes to pass, you will be among the first to know.

I appreciate your continued support and look forward to our continued cyber-walk together through Writer’s World. 

In the meantime, Carpe Diem Y’all, Michele:)


September 24, 2008 Posted by | Michele's Musings | 2 Comments

Camp Fire Girls Back in the Real Day or Man I’m a Wuss

Camp Fire USA Logo
Camp Fire USA Logo

“For nearly a century: integrity, responsibility, tolerance.  We build more than campfires” – Camp Fire USA



From Blue Bird to Horizon Girl, I did my time as a Camp Fire Girl.  I still remember, and sing:  “Worship God (hum-hum-hummmmmmmm),  seek beauty, give service and knowledge pursuuuuuuuuuu; Be trustworthy ever in all that you doooooo; Hold fast onto health and your work glorifyyyyy; And you will be happy in the laws of Camp Fire.”  Not sure about that last line, nevertheless, still great words to live by, not to mention sing while doing dishes.

One of my favorite Camp Fire activities was earning honor beads.  In the Camp Fire Handbook were lists of specific tasks to complete to earn specific beads, each a different color to correspond with different categories.  Once earned, these multi-colored beads were used to decorate the vest worn over the Camp Fire Girl uniform one wore to school on meeting day.  And who wanted a sparcely decorated vest?  Not me!  More was definately better in my eyes.

Recently, while researching a story idea, I ran across a copy of the 1914 Camp Fire Girls Handbook.  While I’m proud of the honor beads I earned back in my day, I now know the truth:  man, I’m a wuss. 

Case in point – a sampling of tasks 1914 Camp Fire Girls needed to accomplish in order to earn their honor beads:

  • “Make two pounds of butter a week for two months”
  • “Pick, dress and cook a fowl”

Teaching girls about Marketing in 1914 was a bit different too:

  • “Marketing: Describe characteristics and identify and select six chief cuts of meat, also state the market price for each
  • “Market for one week on one dollar and a half per person, keeping accounts and records of menus”

Other honor bead opportunities:

  • “Care for at least two kerosene lamps every day for a month”
  • “Take care of the milk and cream from at least one cow, and see that the pails and pans are properly cleaned for two months”

I’ll end with the one that still has me scratching my head:

  • “Install an electric bell and care for it for three months”


Bottom line:  Camp Fire Girls back in the real day had it going on, even if they had to chop down the tree to whittle out and paint their own honor beads.

Carpe Diem Y’all, Michele

September 6, 2008 Posted by | Michele's Musings | 2 Comments

Out of the Mouth of (my) Babe

 I Dream Big.  Really Big. – My Son

It’s back to school.  Who knew my son, the baby, the jock, the quiet one would turn out to be the poet I most admire this week?  English is not his favorite subject.  Dyslexia makes sure of that.  Yet, this assignment struck a chord with him and his words strike a chord with me.  Is it because he’s my son?  Maybe.  Nevertheless, with his permission I share the following:

I am me and only me.

I wonder all the time.

I hear the music I like to hear.

I want to succeed.

I am me and only me.

I pretend I am a ninja.

I feel good when I do something good.

I touch the smooth wood of a baseball bat.

I worry about not passing.

I cry when I laugh real hard.

I am me and only me.

I understand the game.

I say just don’t give up.

I dream big.

Really big.

I try to work as hard as I can.

I hope to succeed.

I am me and only me.

Carpe Diem y’all, Michele

September 3, 2008 Posted by | Best Lines, Carpe Diem Quotes, Family, Heart, Inspiration, Michele's Musings, Parenting, Writerly Stuff, Writing | Leave a comment