As you know, I really don’t blog about blogging but since I have received several messages from readers asking for “advice” on how to start a blog I thought I would give you my two cents to determine whether blogging is even a possibility for you. As I mentioned in another post I…
Archives for July 2012
Are you jealous?
Everyday Louie shares my blog on his Facebook because he is trying to be supportive. Yesterday he said “I am not sharing your blog today with that big picture of Matthew McConaughey!” “Wow, are you actually jealous, love? Perfect I will write about that tomorrow.” He stomped out and went to the computer and…
Magic Mike and Fifty Shades of Grey all in one week…
For the past week I have heard the opening monologue from “Magic Mike” several times a day, courtesy of Tabitha. “THE RULES ARE: YOU CAN LOOK BUT YOU CANNOT TOUCH, BUT I SEE A LOT OF LAW BREAKERS IN THE HOUSE TONIGHT”. The crowd roars and all the ladies squeal, including my daughter. …
Re-entry is always hard…
So I am forgoing my normal Monday post , My Journey with Tiara, as I am way too emotionally and physically tired, to rehash Tiara’s past medical history. In addition, that post always takes me several hours to write and I don’t have several hours to spare today as I am having 11 people…
I hate your face!
I bet you have never heard the expression, “I hate your face,” until today. Well in our household it is a very common expletive that Tiara yells to different people throughout the day at least 20 times, starting first thing in the morning. When we first heard it we couldn’t help but laugh because…
A memorable 4th of July…
I was thinking about what I wanted to write today and the memory of me at 11 years old on the 4th of July, kept coming to mind over and over again, so I decided why not share what a freak I was. I grew up in Newport Shores across the street from the…
How can you not know what size you wear?
My husband Lou has been wearing the same size clothing for the past 10 years and yet he still can’t remember what size he wears. Lou and I have a long complicated history in regards to his wardrobe. When we met he only shopped at Nordstrom’s. He had a credit card from his parents…