My Third Life

A Spaghetti Christmas Crazy ..crazy.. crazy busy, no tree, no presents, and no real free time to shop. Fast food take-out meals for us ..

  My Sunday Funday blog And what to my wondering eyes should appear? Nobody touched me (darn, check out my last blogs), no lost balls,

Omg, it’s here again.. the gift that keeps on giving, Covid.  I’m so done with this but apparently, it is not done with us.  You

Well here it is Sunday again and this week went by so fast. It seems I have been here in my winter home in Arizona

“Touching you touching me,” remember that ABBA song? Or (professional hugger for hire) This is a blog I worked on and finished before my golfing

“Is it Okay If I Touch You?” “Is it okay if I touch you?” he asked. In my head, I’m thinking “ooooh baby touch me

“it’ll be fun,” they said… I think I should get a trophy for lobbing the biggest chunk of grass out of hole whatever, on the

Nana Unfiltered One week today since I traveled that road from hell. See my blog Road to Paradise. It was tough and made me think

Hmmm… I wonder if I should turn left here as I pass the Alsask, Saskatchewan turnoff.  The next sign says Oyen and that is familiar,

My cup does not runneth over… Not only does my cup not runneth over but I’m having trouble keeping anything in it some days.  It’s