Rose Loren Geer-Robbins
Bio
One does not simply become a famous writer! It takes many hours before the sun comes up and even more when the sun sets. I am never sure what world I am living in, the one that I am writing about or reality.
Stories (80/0)
- Top Story - October 2021
My uncomfortable battle with Yoga pants.Top Story - October 2021
For years now, I have been against women wearing stretchy pants in public. Do you know the ones that I am talking about? The ones that were traditionally worn to a Yoga studio or at the gym. The tight pants that highlights every asset that women were blessed with. Typically worn with an overly oversized sweater or mid-drift shirt. If you frequent Walmart- you will usually find them paired with a pair of bunny slippers or Bearpaw's.
By Rose Loren Geer-Robbins3 years ago in Styled
Out with the old and in with the new?
I woke up today from a text from my oldest stating: 'Happy Indigenous People's Day.' So I had to jump on google calendars and look to see what I had missed. Nope- the google calendar still states- Federal Holiday- Columbus Day. However, all the major museums, government buildings, and the Smithsonian are posting articles on Indigenous Peoples Day.
By Rose Loren Geer-Robbins3 years ago in FYI
Middle-aged and Addicted to Coffee
My mother told me that when I turned 30, I would find the answers to life. Looking back, I think that she meant 30 is when you figure out how to pay all your bills on time, you realize that credit cards are not your friend, and day drinking while shopping is preferable to nightclubs and hangovers.
By Rose Loren Geer-Robbins3 years ago in Families
Wisdom from a Bear and his friends.
Growing up, you can say that I was not popular. It was a bit of a rough patch for me- those school-age days. I wore braces and glasses. I was socially awkward and never invited to birthday parties. I wanted to be good at school, but it was hard. I wanted to be athletic, but I did not have the genes for it. I wanted to be artistic but never really stood out as having ability. As a result, I am not even a memory to my fellow students.
By Rose Loren Geer-Robbins3 years ago in Fiction
Before the Titanic- there was the Sultana.
As a passionate reader of history, there can be weeks/months that go by where I think I know enough about American history that I can hold my own and be able to tell the stories of our past. Then as I am sitting on my couch, happily eating Pumpkin Spice TicTaks and drinking Pumpkin Spice coffee, I come across a documentary tucked far into Amazon Prime that shakes my whole world and reminds me that I have so much more to learn.
By Rose Loren Geer-Robbins3 years ago in FYI
- Top Story - September 2021
Pumpkin Spice Lattes = Labor dayTop Story - September 2021
To me, Labor Day was always linked to my birthday- granted it only happens once every seven years, but it feels like my own special day. Unlike my mother, who always gets to share her birthday with Veterans Day! For the last 21 years, it was a free day off of work for me- an extended birthday weekend with pay. It is also the undeclared official start of school, Pumpkin Spice Latte's, NFL games, and the end of hot dogs and wearing white. I am not great at celebrating holidays, but as I am now at a pivotal birthday, I think I should get to know why we celebrate certain holidays. And, of course- I found the memes to make this so much more fun.
By Rose Loren Geer-Robbins3 years ago in FYI
It takes a Village!
Why do I love my job? Great question! It is currently 4:00 a.m. in Alaska. I have carefully planned my morning to have at least 20 minutes to write before I need to load my car up and get ready to head to the gas station, grocery store, and the local coffee shop in preparation for today's events at 10:00 a.m. Sounds easy enough- except that there is a 100 mile drive through the Nanana Range (mountains) that needs to happen also. These are mornings that I wonder why I didn't take an average 9-5, sitting behind some desk with a window view, coffee pot, and easy access to bathrooms.
By Rose Loren Geer-Robbins3 years ago in Serve
A chance at a new beginning
Caroline woke up at 4 a.m., as was her habit. She made herself a cup of coffee and wandered around her home, making a mental checklist of everything that she should get done that day. Caroline knew that it was a list of ‘should,’ but that didn’t always mean it ‘would’ get done. She had been in a fog lately. Wondering what she was doing with her life, what her purpose was, and why she had no natural God-given talent.
By Rose Loren Geer-Robbins3 years ago in Fiction
The trial for my life.
Some of you might be wondering why I haven’t posted anything in a while. I might say that it is because I have been working too hard. Or that I came down with some mysterious illness that has left me unable to research and write. Or that I have been on a well-deserved vacation to a hidden island, hanging out with flying monkeys and drinking spice rum. While all these are excellent excuses- the real reason is that I found the Tik Tok.
By Rose Loren Geer-Robbins3 years ago in Families
America's Unknown Child
All that remains of 'America's Unknown Child' is a large plot in the Ivy Hill Cemetery in Cedarbrook, Philadelphia, surrounded by stuffed animals and other small gifts. Ivy Hill Cemetery employees meticulously care for the grave as if it was their own. Unfortunately, no name identifies who is buried below.
By Rose Loren Geer-Robbins3 years ago in Criminal