Ever have one of those days , you know the ones where you ask yourself the following questions. Is there a full moon? Is there something in the water? Is this supposed to be a life lesson and I just keep missing the message? One of those days, where one minute you are fine , … More Saturday night fever
I wasn’t going to post this, but then I spent the weekend with my friend of 38 years and we had a discussion about this, and although she feels not exactly the same as I do about Middle age, we touched on some similarities. So I am sharing it for her , for myself, … More Hey middle age, kiss this!
If you ask my Mother about me growing up, she will always say the same thing. ” She was the perfect child. She was always happy as a baby, always coercing a smile out of someone, sweet in nature, everyone loved her…… Until she turned 13, then all hell broke loose.” Everything happened when … More Moving along part 7-Love on the rocks
We just moved in to Bee Bee road, on the 2nd floor of the apartment building. We were the last unit on the left . We were the first ones to live in this space, I still remember the smell of the new carpet and paint, somehow knowing I had never lived in such … More Moving along- part 6. We don’t need no stinkin men, do we?
So, it’s official. I have officially moved under the same roof as my Mother. My darling, sweet, 74 year old , GOD HELP ME , Mother.
I have scoured the earth looking for the right man. Okay, really I have stayed in the confines of the state of Minnesota and Wisconsin, but trust me when I say , that” feels” like the entire earth when looking for Mr Right. I am not that hard to please. I’m not. Stop laughing. I … More Practically Magic
Recently a friend of mine came for a weekend visit. She was feeling on the edge of destruction. “Hanging by a thread” she said. About to do something drastic in her life. She wanted to run away , she couldn’t take it anymore. Frazzled, strung out, stretched to thin, on the edge of a cliff, … More Sweet Cherry pie.
Under the cold dark sky, is where my love lies. In the cover of darkness that blinds my eyes. Under a blanket of stars, where no one can see, an unrequited love glitters only to me. In the hush of a whisper, it escapes my fiery soul. I shout it out to darkness,that way only … More The hush of a whisper