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5 Legit Post-Holiday Breakfasts

The magic of Christmas does not just end after Santa commits countless break and enter misdemeanors. No, the magic of Christmas extends...

Call Me Grandma

I became a grandma for the first time this past August 11th, and what they say about being a grandparent is completely true. Now that I’m...

The Procrastination Game

If procrastination was a sport, I would be reigning world champion. I would have millions of dollars, product endorsement deals, and my...

Writer's Block & the Superhero

I haven’t written since April. Since then my mother passed away, I took a vacation for a family wedding, my granddaughter was born, and I...

New Glasses Anyone Can Afford!

I don’t know what I was waiting for. I’ve needed new prescription glasses for over two years now but being self-employed means no...

When All Else Fails

Sometimes life has a way of derailing your best laid plans. My plan was to write at least one blog post a week. That did not happen...

Apples to Apples

I recently held interviews for a new apple. Not the inedible kind that allows you to text, watch cute animal videos and download pirated...

Valentine's Day Fun for One

It’s Valentine’s Day and we all know what that means. Cheesecake. The other day I was trying to decide what special thing I could do for...

Prime Rib Steak to Die For

The Universe gave me a little present yesterday. I was just discussing prime rib with someone the other day and how I love finding it on...

Flu Survival Tips

I just got over a bout of the flu. This pretty much makes me an expert on the subject so I thought I’d share some of what I learned the...

Thanks for the Memories

Apparently women of a certain age, namely those 29 and holding, often begin to experience memory loss. I forget where I read that. I...

Irrational Fears & Other Fun Hobbies

My gas fireplace shut off the other night. It did so all by itself while I was watching t.v. At first I thought that the power had gone...

Not My Cat

I call this guy Not My Cat. Because he truly is not my cat. That’s not his real name. I can’t tell you his actual name because he and I...

Once Upon a Time...

When I was a little girl just ironing my cat, I wished I had a blog about life and change and stuff. So I made this blog. Once upon a...