I like you better than her anyway!
May21

I like you better than her anyway!

Earlier today I read something on Facebook that was posted on the page of a woman I know. Family isn’t always blood. It’s the people in your life who want you in theirs; the ones who accept you for who you are. The ones who would do anything to see you smile, and who love you no matter what. ~ Re-post if you have at least one person like this in your life. Now- let me tell you this did not go unnoticed by some of the...

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Why I write or don’t
Apr21

Why I write or don’t

I owe my regular readers, friends and family an apology. I have not written.  I am sorry to have disappointed those of you who look for my postings. I have to admit that I did not realize how many people looked forward to my musings and rants until I stopped writing. Thanks you for your notes, comments and calls. Now, I have something to admit. I realized a few months ago that I did not want to work at making money with the Menopause...

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One kind word
Apr20

One kind word

Mark Twain said “The best way to cheer yourself up is to cheer someone else up.” I live by this principle when I’m having a bad F’en day. I have been known to call people up randomly and say nice things. I usually pick people I’m not happy with,  just because I love a challenge, it is a challenge with some of my better frenemies to find something nice to say about them when I’m already pissed. At...

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My Best Frenemy
Apr20

My Best Frenemy

Have you ever had a person in your life that liked to push you in front of the proverbial bus? You know, a friend who seems to enjoy your discomfort a little too much? The perfect friend on the outside but some little part of them, either because of low self esteem or jealousy, loves to torture you.  A frenemy. Okay, before you start to give me crap and ask the question “Why would you put up with someone like that?” lets...

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Park Girls- the beginning of the MM
Apr01

Park Girls- the beginning of the MM

“You can take the girl out of the park, but you can’t take the park out of the girl!”   This  is one of the the mantra’s of my youth. We grew up in a small Ohio city, in a neighborhood with tree lined streets and plenty of room to move. Middle class. Blue collar. It was a nice place to grow up and still is for the most part. Firestone Park is the name but we just say “the park” as if there...

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