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
Toes.. marijuana woes and what is your penis up to today?
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
Circumstance does not define us .. we define ourselves
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.”
Hi Ho .. Hi Ho, its off to work I go.. or not
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?
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
Can you go back? well can you.. (on re-entry to the work force)
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
Look at me.. do you see me? (to my granddaughter working in the business I started)
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
strutting yourself across stage in a purple pantsuit?
Strutting yourself across stage in a purple pantsuit? My birthday is rolling around again, wow, a whole year, a new journey, and I could never