Me & Daisy, keeper of my secrets and official toesie warmer. So, I am back. I know I said this would be my last blog post, but things changed, and so did my mind. In the past, I have made foolish mistakes because I was embarrassed to change my mind; however, as I have aged,… Continue reading The Giddylicous Joy of Rebranding
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D and Lee’s big pay it forward.
So, I know I said this would be my last blog, but hold that thought. I have to tell you about an experience Dennis and I are having. TOP PICTURE: Mike Kenn, left tackle from the Atlanta Falcons, and Mike Deluca, the Deluca family owned the R & M Sandwich shop in Downtown Canton and… Continue reading D and Lee’s big pay it forward.
Santa and this Reindeer hope you had a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
Fantasy! Reality. Well, hello, my dearest Dibbuns; aside from a post about the passing of dear Franckline, I have not spoken to you since last Christmas. If you are wondering where I have been, I have been having lots and lots of fun, then not so much fun, then even less fun, then a bit… Continue reading Santa and this Reindeer hope you had a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!
She was magnificent, and she has passed on.
We called her The Haitian Sensation, and she took care of us body, mind and soul.
Steroids, Priceless Pearls, and James Taylor, Oh Boy!
Dennis and I have a history of celebrating our anniversary on the wrong month or day. We also have had a few years where we didn't celebrate due to bad health for one of us or sometimes both. This year our 19th, we were making it happen, no matter what. Dennis saw James Taylor was… Continue reading Steroids, Priceless Pearls, and James Taylor, Oh Boy!
What are you afraid of, Sweetheart?
The Woozles weren't so scary anymore!
Darn it, Dorothy, she’s right!
https://open.spotify.com/track/3oQomOPRNQ5NVFUmLJHbAV If my "Dorothy" hair looks a little off, it's Kyle's mullet wig repurposed! Reduce, Reuse, Recycle! This may be an unpopular opinion, but I hate the Wizard of Oz! What a creepy movie. Even as a little girl, I could see Dorothy was a 16-year-old with a developing a woman's body, not a little… Continue reading Darn it, Dorothy, she’s right!
The Frienemy
Eight weeks ago, I woke up and sensed a heavy presence. Uninvited and unexpected, she must have crept in during the night. Not now, I thought, as if there was ever a good time for this horrible visitor? Nonetheless, as the day went on, it became apparent this was not a quick drop-in. I tried… Continue reading The Frienemy
Love Letters
So, this took considerably longer than anticipated and it wasn't all The Bachelor's fault! What I realized was that I have an army of family and friends as cheerleaders in my life. I would just finish one letter when I would think of someone else I wanted to express my love to. Aren't I a… Continue reading Love Letters
Frolicking to Fifty! 