Tale of two phones or.. ménage’ a’ trois
I didn’t want to break-up .. ok, so that’s a bald faced lie, I called my IPhone 6S a POS (piece of shit)! Six months
survival mode
A close dear relative of mine is dying, well he has been dying for some time now. Doctors gave him 6 months a couple years ago,
Sucks to get old .. don’t do it!
Being young in my mind is never a problem for me. Outside of my head is the problem, it shows the wear and tear of
Sold.. my lake-life in a garage sale
“Mom.. I need my trailer back, I can take all your lake stuff to the auction mart if you want.” That was my son, all
Nana does Paris.. please send money
Nana Does Paris, please send money.. *August 1th 2019 If you had told me three weeks ago I would be going to Morocco and Portugal
‘Born Again’ Nana
“I just want you to know I raised 7 kids.. and I don’t plan on raising anymore.” Well I prettied it up some.. what she
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
Dirty laundry.. we all have it
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
Its all about me.. My Third Life
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 have done it.. lived it, screwed it up and owned up to it
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