Junk Food Voodoo
Day 510 - Sometimes you just have to put the hooky-doo on a temptation. I went grocery shopping while hungry tonight and it was a mistake. Salivating. Like a dog. I needed some junk food voodoo! STAT! Mercifully, my son [...]
I am loving me some vacation time! And why is everyone else so f’ing happy?
Day 472 - Blogging on 3 hours of sleep is #dangerous! My mind is racing. I'm cooking and packing all at the same time. Organizing and running everyone's ass around. It is no surprise, people (basically every one I encounter [...]
@United we fall…
Day 471 – As an emptying nester, I pray that my children are people who have the capacity to love and spread kindness wherever they choose to build their lives. As long as my kids take me with them. Which [...]
An asshole is just one small part of someone…
Day 469 - When you think someone is an asshole, try to remember an asshole is just one, teeny tiny part of them. I am really REALLY learning this. Have you ever had someone turn on you for no apparent reason? [...]
Happy Birthday…#wow #19
Day 468 - Brunch and dinner was a cheaters dream. Oh my. Our daughter hit 19 yrs. old and she is our BABY! The fact that my husband and I have been in love and together for over 35 years, while [...]
Looking for your path to a 2.0 life.
Day 467 - I am having a dress made for myself for the very first time in my life. I'm doing what I want and I am here to state that I am officially living. Not in a materialistic way, [...]
How many weekends do you have left?
Day 466 - At 50+yrs. old you start counting stuff. True friends. Countdown to retirement. Actuarial years left? Let's just "guestimate" 30 years...with a 55yr. - 85yr. lifespan left. Just for heck of it! Count it up? Months? (360) Weeks? (1,560) [...]
The formula for forgiveness is…
Day 465 - Fuck it. That is the key ingredient to #forgiveness. Yes. That is it. No more. No less. It's the FFF of forgiveness... Fuck it. Forgive it. Forget it. Oh honey! Gurrrrrrl! That is what I am up [...]
I am the image of my sister…
Day 464 - Here I am, more than several years ago, with my sister, Mary Eleanor, of blessed memory. We lost her a year and a half ago, and I still struggle every day. Last weekend, when I walked into [...]