a blog for my third life
Maybe we should rethink what it is we really want, and adjust it so we can stay in our comfort zone, no one moves, no
Remember those nude pictures of yourself.. ok so semi nude? no clouds for them, they were called Polaroid’s kept on earth in a drawer
Gregg and Mom’s excellent adventure… Deciding to rise early on Sunday to make a final journey to my cabin, I call my son to catch
Have you ever agonized over what you want to be when you grow up? Well that agony lingers on even into retirement. Re-inventing myself as an
Being retired is just a stupid term for not working anymore and earning real money. The government pays you to be old but unfortunately it
It looks as though 400 million dollars, homes all over the world and a half dozen children, would be an enviable life.. well the six
I awoke in a sweat… I was trying to make my way south to Arizona, my winter retreat. At the border is this great wall,
The cool wind and threat of rain had me wondering if I should just ditch this idea and high tail it back to the warmth of my car.
Attending a function this past week for women entrepreneurs made me very aware of my aging self. When did they start honoring these young women that
Changing the World.. one mouth at a time What comes outta your mouth? It is bad enough with the garbage we sometimes put into it.