infinite love.. a poem by CLMargerate
My eyes.. my heart, your touch and taste.. all my senses are alive and tingling it just feels so good I can breath .. I can laugh
smuggling the motherlode.. could I do it?
First off, I need to clarify that I’m an honest person.. “does this yellow dress make me look fat?” asked my friend. Well.. “it doesn’t
Americanized ? na.. we are more the same than different
So I ask one of my new friends (I told her a couple days ago who our prime minister was.. well actually I asked and
who do I need to sleep with.. to stay here ?
It is so hard to believe that it is time for me to leave this place that I have come to love. My new home feels
Prime Minister Stephen Harper .. and me
I’m checking into my face book this morning and I glance at the friends I may know feed, one of them catches my eye. Hmmmm
Yes Virginia .. there is a CATERER !! (this was my response to a certain food magazine that encouraged couples to ‘ditch the caterer)
How do you put a price on peace of mind? Any caterer worth his salt will ensure you have that experience. Yes Caterers cost money..
plugged in.. will we ever die.. or just get unplugged?
My granddaughter, whom is seventeen, texted me this morning. Nana come home. Time is up. See.. I am in Arizona for the winter and pushing
Joy-suckers.. and Mary (not the virgin)
A joy-sucker is someone that sucks the joy out of life, do you have one in your circle? There you are bouncing merrily along and
Martha Stewart and me
Today was like no other day.. well, it was the same as yesterday except I am baking a dish for a block party. Then around
Censorship.. petty and silly?
Well, time to tackle my ousted status on a catering blog that I frequented. This is a blog started by a fellow caterer in the