hand job .. or hand-over your job
Hand Job or hand over your job? Do you ever wonder how your life is going to turn out? Maybe you already know: You’re married
here’s to my unorganized chaotic life.. I’ll drink to that!
“can I put that drink on my card.. I forgot to get money out of the bank, can I put the tip on there too?”
Positive .. positive.. positive.. no, I am not pregnant!
My life is pretty much an open book since I decided to start this blog. There really isn’t anything I won’t discuss.. well maybe not
Three cruises strung together.. genius or idiot?
The day started out hot hot hot.. with breakfast overlooking the pool. We dawdled all morning away tanning and swimming and trying to keep the
Twitter this.. new zit cure.. revealed here
The zit that wouldn’t die.. you know the one? It shows up on your face just before the big date or the romantic liaison you
Being a mom .. a poem by CLMargerate
I am a mom sometimes I feel like I failed miserably I wasn’t the perfect mom I failed my own mom in the end.
I want to live until I die..
My time is coming to an end .. not my life.. although I am also aware that too, is in short supply. Yuma Az becomes my nesting
not everything is recordable on a device.. these I take with me
I’ll never forget that one morning, upon waking.. feeling you all warm and snuggly beside me, you turned to me and looked into my eyes.. leaned in and kissed
irreconcilable differences.. ‘Gym’ and I are done!
I knew when I made the commitment that this might.. just might.. end badly, or should I say I had high hopes for this relationship?
pied piper.. the Holy Spirit and my contractor an unlikely trio
My contractor showed up four hours early.. can you even believe it? First off, finding one that will commit to something you want done at anytime, is