Viagra buns
This Funday Sunday blog is for all my foodie/catering buddies from my second life, you will ‘get it’, and women everywhere who possess a magnifying
Dead is Forever
needs revising I think we all have the capacity to self-destruct, and have at least contemplated it, at one time or another in our lives.
a perfect fit… (poetry from the heart)
How is it that we fit so perfectly together and yet we are not one but two lost souls that found each other by chance
Working the catered event …. hello.. I know you’re home!
Oh crap.. I was pulling out the element on the stove but forgot I had it on low, for the coffee perk that I just moved
Johnny Reid and shower heads from heaven (I love them both)
My plans to go to the Ex materialized while I was sitting here in my office. Girlfriend texted, pretty much begging me to go
Coffee.. can you smell it? (the pod people are getting rich off us!)
When I woke up I had no idea what the day would have in store for me. Lake time is laid back and first thing
life jobs
The total, or the sum of all our experiences equals what? Our life, our goals, our dreams, ourselves? Everything shapes us, some good and some
My poetry.. the fire with-in
The fire with-in she allowed herself just this once to relive the sensual feeling of his touch his lips igniting a desire so fierce she
his fingers were in my mustard.. I loved it!
My social life is not all it could be and I need to expand my network of friends. Going away in the winter and spending
Lexus.. the salesman from hell
A successful business has at it’s core satisfied customers. I know that because I ran four successful businesses in my first and second life. The