I think I may have mentioned that I am a step counting addict.It’s what I have become since the day I attached that little bitty Fitbit to my body.I calculate my every single movement now.&I LOVE IT. & I think I may have mentioned that my fellow step enthusiasts and I enjoy partaking in competitions …
My phone tells me it’s 28 degrees Fahrenheit & that’s actually warm, compared to what it’s been the last few days.But, I’m cold.No.I’m freezing.You see, this is the part of Winter that I do not love. I love the snow.Because it’s beautiful&I enjoy shoveling.So, YaY. & I adore the blacks and whites and grays of …
We met by chance. They were sitting in the hotel lobby bar & we were debating. It was Girls’ Night for Sisters, Friend and I & Belinda Carlisle and the Go-Go’s had just spent a few hours singing their songs to us. But we were angry. The after concert establishment where we had hoped to …
I am a big believer in everything happens for a reason.The good, the bad, the lovely and the ugly.Everything.There is always, always a reason. Stop, listen, take the time and the energy to notice.To see.Everything Teaches. Every. Single. Thing. But, here’s the glitch… Everything good ?Oh ! that’s just wonderful.It is happily welcomed and escorted …
Engelbert Humperdinck. Yep. He was the background music to my growing up years.My mom loved him.A lot.I sometimes wonder, if Engelbert really did come a calling as Mom so often wished would she, could she ? Uh.Never mind.She would.She could. We had a stereo in the living room& Engelbert’s albums were on most of the …
I’ve probably made it pretty darn obvious that I love the bright side.I search for good in every single situation that comes rolling my way.Stay positive, baby.Positive. But today, I am treading into Negative Nellie Land.This doesn’t happen very often so hold onto your hats my peeps, cause …oh boy. HereIgoooooo …. I am not …
I was born and raised by very proud and loyal Catholic parents. My family was in church every single Sunday & my siblings and I spent many hours in our Catholic elementary and middle school. Catholic education was a very important part of my youth & I have many fond memories of Our Lady of …
His name is Frank.He walked into my life ten, maybe fifteen years ago& I’ve seen him just about every week since that very first Tuesday.But until yesterday, I never realized just how much I treasure him. I call him the Can Man.He is the collector of my used pop and beer containers.Frank takes them to …
I’ve often consider myself a fairly friendly airline traveler.I figure, if a chatty stranger wants to plop down in the seat next to me and tell me their life story, I’ll happily listen because I love Niceys. But lately, it seems the more I travel the more introverted I am becoming & I’d rather just …