Sex or bacon.. decisions big and small
Lisbon, Portugal, Morocco, Casablanca .. meet me at the Casbah! That is soooo romantic and I have a chance to actually be a part of
a blog for my third life
Lisbon, Portugal, Morocco, Casablanca .. meet me at the Casbah! That is soooo romantic and I have a chance to actually be a part of
I am folding laundry at my sons house, only because I am washing my clothes here (and I am on babysitting duty). My dryer broke
Am I a writer I wonder? I dunno .. writers have proper grammar and punctuation and know how to spell. They agonize over stuff like
I don’t get scared much anymore (the spider kind of scared, still happens) disappointed, yes sometimes. As we put the years behind us we look
Wow… you have beautiful eyelashes, I tell the pretty young girl giving me a pedicure. Well they are extensions she informs me and I wonder
A close friend I met for coffee, texted me later on to say “remember to take a few days to make yourself a happy person.”
What makes a good employee you may wonder? Well the only thing I can contribute is this.. its certainly not me! Why can’t I just
Memories don’t have doors, do they? I catch a glimpse of my cabin sitting in a farmer’s field halfway to my destination. Tears cloud my
They say you can’t go back.. but what if you feel you never really left in the first place. Let me explain, divesting myself of
You don’t see me at all… You see old, but I am the same inside as I always was, vibrant, alive, excited about life, and