The following quote, by Anne Lamott, was the best part of my day. I have been guilty for far too long of allowing my imperfections to keep me from living life with joy and curiosity. How about you? Oh my God, what if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or… Read More
Hey Baby
I saw the following video the other day and sighed. How many of us have been in her shoes? I certainly have, and I don’t consider myself some delicious feminine sexual morsel wandering the streets for male attention. My mode of operandi, for this very reason, is to walk with my head and eyes down. I shrink so that I… Read More
Three In Bed
Okay, let me say upfront that I do not consider myself a persnickety woman. When my husband and I travel I ask for two things…a motel/hotel/B&B that is clean, and that is safe. That’s not too much is it? Clean and safe! If my sweetie really wants to make me happy the accommodations will have a private bathroom that includes… Read More
Renee Zellweger, A Reminder We Are Free To Be
“What did she do?†became the hue and cry of a nation of jurors, judges, and conditioned critics. Ms. Zellweger, in case you haven’t heard, made a recent public appearance and was deemed almost unrecognizable. Some folks are sure she’s has plastic surgery, and others say maybe, maybe not, but either way so what? I’m in the last group. Whatever… Read More
The Best Part of My Day
I’ll keep this short and sweet. I saw this line by Brian G. Johnson and said a silent “Amen.†Here it is: “Getting old begins when dream chasing ends.â€
Fish Out of Water
Lizards, snakes, turtles, spiders. Pet material? For some yes, and for others a big and hearty “NO!†My own preferences run toward animals with fur, purring or barking or whinnying potential, and with mainstream interactive capabilities. And yet I completely understand the sudden and inexplicable bond that forms between creatures of differing realms. It’s not for me to judge those… Read More
Expressions of Etiquette
Telemarketers. I try so hard to have compassion for them as I grit my teeth and resent their intrusion. “They’re just doing their job,†I remind myself. It takes dedication to achieve that nonstop talking cadence in an attempt to keep prospects from saying, “No thanks.†I listen, hoping the telemarketer will run out of breath. I remain silent, waiting… Read More
Lick Is The New Love
Cat kisses. Love ‘em or hate ‘em? Our cat, Giese, is the “kisser.†When Cupid, bored with human dalliances, strikes an arrow squarely in her heart, Miss Giese suddenly needs to lick, rub, and purr with an intensity that’s hard to ignore. Or escape. I would suggest the timing of such affection is completely random, but there seems to be… Read More
Let’s Talk About The Dirt On
…my floors, walls, and other areas. I apologize if the title inferred this would be a piece that contained juicy gossip. Frankly, I don’t know that many ne’er-do-well’s, and certainly not anyone that is so naughty as to titillate the masses. (Why does the word titillate sound titillating? I always feel like it’s a word to be whispered and then… Read More
What is your voice?
There’s a fire starting in my heart Reaching a fever pitch, it’s bringing me out the dark Finally I can see you crystal clear Go ‘head and sell me out and I’ll lay your shit bare See how I leave with every piece of you Don’t underestimate the things that I will do… Thus starts the opening lyrics of Adele’s… Read More
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