My dear Dibbuns (readers), As you know as part of my list of tasks to do, I met and fell in love with a man named Eldred Vaughn. When I went to visit him, he always greeted me with a "Hi honey, I'm 95, and still alive!" I had joked with him that since his… Continue reading Eldred Went Home For the Holidays.
The Northern Lights over Lake Winnipeg I used to believe eating Dream Cookies automatically gave you good dreams. But, we will get back to that. Well, another summer has been and gone. Like a thin, wispy cloud on a blue sky day, I closed my eyes, for a second, and it had floated away. Summer… Continue reading Victoria Beach, MB, Canada and Dream Cookies
If anyone could look in my heart and see how much I enjoyed taking this picture, I would be committed. Hey Dibbuns (my loyal readers), these days Auntie Lee-Lee's world is looking very XX (chromosome) fabulous, as in it's all about girls! Dennis' daughter, my bonus daughter, Katie, and her husband Jake are expecting a… Continue reading Who runs the world?… GIRLS!
Dennis had his last Lacrosse banquet...
"This gettin' old ain't for sissy's ~ Clara Conway Dennis, I'm so sorry you have to find out about this by reading my blog. No one planned this; it just happened. As part of my journey of self-discovery, I set out to find a friend 40 years older than myself. Shockingly, I fell in love.… Continue reading Task #4: Make a friend forty years older than me!
This blog is a frolic through the bucket list of a cripples drudge. The home page contains the details, although ... I do get of track at times!
Kyle was my revelation and my revolution.
Before I let Dennis have his say, I just want to give you, my little cabbages, some context. As I have said before, Dennis is a force of nature. After 14 years of marriage, he still continues to surprise me. He is unpredictable, unbelievably mentally strong, fun, intense, more stubborn than an old goat, and… Continue reading And now, a word from my other half, the yang to my yin, the sun to my moon, and my muse … Dennis Conway
It whispered to me over, and over, "Take the space in your heart for what will never be, and create something new to fill It!"
Hello, my wee, merry band of Dibbuns. Last we chatted, I was in a dark place. Loving big also means you hurt big sometimes too, but do you really want to love small? It's okay ... and I'm okay. Thanks to all of you, I had a safe place to let all of the yuck… Continue reading I told you I would be back to being myself again … a soft, squishy, marshmallow, who sees the world thru rose colored glasses!