My Third Life

I’m doing something I couldn’t do for the last six weeks.. I’m sitting outside drinking my morning coffee :  ) No, I have not been

Well, here it is.. my Sunday blog and a dilemma for me. I have been invited to attend a church service. I have time to

Breakfast at Brownies Her name is Elena, she is very friendly and shows us to our booth, next to a window overlooking the parking lot.

Hotter Than a Cat on a Hot Tin Roof That was a play by Tennyson and if you look up the meaning, it is a

My Sunday Funday Blog observations so far… I’m going to stray off course here from my usual shit but please, I hope I don’t bore

my birthdate … I certainly don’t want this to come back and bite me in the ass but I’m feeling it.  I should also note

Dear Mom.. The longer I live, the more I recognize myself in you. Being quick to judge and voicing my opinions, was more me than

Dear Diary I had a heart-to-heart talk with myself this morning. Those that read my blogs know I don’t hold much back. My kids hate

Carla was laughing so hard she had tears in her eyes, we were all laughing and couldn’t seem to stop. I love to laugh, and

Accepting ourselves, warts and all might be one of the hardest parts of living our truth or being the person we want to be.  I