I miss my mom. A lot. So, I want to write about my mom. But I could never, ever, confine that to a “post”…never just one. She is too big a person – even at 5 foot tall. My mom is the most powerful tour de force I have ever met. She deserves chapters. And […]
Month: September 2011
LET GO OF WHO YOU ARE — BECOME WHO YOU HAVE NEVER IMAGINED TO BE….JOURNEY WITH ME
When I let go of who I am, I become who I might be. ~Lao Tzu by
The Magic Pants -Je T’aime Moi Non Plus
Hello blog friends….today I am going to send out a quick shout and let you in on one of my many secrets. The most obvious one is the edit button on the apple iphoto where I delete all my wrinkles and double chins to make people on facebook think I have not aged. Here is […]
I am not a Stalker. I swear…
I AM NOT A STALKER, I SWEAR– PART 1 Let’s face it. We are not all that unique. In fact, how many times have you heard that you look like someone? Sometimes this can be supremely disappointing. I am often compared to angry, ethnic looking, east coast, hard looking peeps and told – “oh, I […]
“Be a Poem” — A POST TO BRING HAPPINESS AND JOY TO YOU RIGHT NOW
I am not sure what this poem is called. I saw it on a friend’s facebook page and loved it and thought I would share it here. I added the photo…it was taken in Nepal of a child whose smile makes me smile. Please say a prayer for all the folks in Nepal tonight… Recommended […]
Dry Bar Review — A different kind of Blowjob
THE DRY BAR REVIEW AND HOW I CLEAN UP: The other day I was headed to a business lunch and wanted to look my best. But, I wanted to work on my blog. Not my hair. I decided to run over to “The Dry Bar” to check it out. I don’t know if you have one […]
A Dirty Photo
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Tyrone Part Deux — the Possibility that My Blog has Made me Omniscient and Powerful
Listen to this while reading my tale: Kiss from a Rose — by Seal I bet you were wondering whether I went back to Tyrone. If not, you need to read my former post on the torrential Tyrone. Well, since you asked…I was set to go see Tyrone yesterday morning. I admit I had a […]