for the woman is, woman is the glorious victorious…
It was Mum’s birthday on Saturday and I think she was trying to tell me something as she blew out her candles and wished (loud and proud) for grandchilden. That is certainly the first time I’ve ever heard that out of her mouth. My birthday is coming up on the 12th too, maybe I’ll wish …
I was a child of the 80’s. That is to say, I grew up with Cabbage Patch Kids, Garbage Pail Kids, Barbie and He-Man. I coveted my friend’s red leather jacket and white glove and I wore blue eye shadow. Yes, I did.
The big present for Christmas… Stan’s new cat tree. So far, he’s loving it. Hasn’t moved since we got home and I put it in place in front of the window. It’s prefect and exactly what I wanted and now I don’t have to make one. I’m tired today. I was up late again last …
When I was a little girl and school would let out for the Christmas Break, my family would pack up and make the 8 hour trek to The Farm. My brother and I would try very hard not to fight all the way there. My parents would try not to lose their patience with …
My comment over at Leah’s post, ‘Tis a Gift to Be Simple. This year, I’m single and my pocketbook is thanking me that I don’t have a boyfriend to buy for. I don’t have a worry in the world. No perfect gift to hunt down. Yeah. And the loneliness isn’t even getting to me. 😉 …
