Don't even approach my body unless you've first been between my ears. I'm 48, not 18. True love isn't roses and chocolate. It's starting my car on a winter's morning or bringing home pizza on a Friday night. Love is buying me the Sunday paper on Saturday so I don't have to go outside on … Continue reading Love, me
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Dog years and the passage of time
The youngest of my "boys" recently celebrated his first birthday and, while the occasion was a happy one to mark, I also noted the date with a tinge of sadness. That year certainly went quickly. When I thought about the number of years we got to love Cassidy (12.5) and started doing simple math in … Continue reading Dog years and the passage of time
My Christmas wish list, 2014
A universe and population that has evolved to understand that we're more alike than different. Fewer guns in that wiser universe. In my own personal DelSo planet, the boys to clean their bedrooms. A romantic love that inspires. If number four doesn't happen, Bradley Cooper would be an acceptable alternative.
(Not)OKCupid
Disclaimer: What follows is my own limited experience on a free dating site. Two things to remember, everything I share below is painfully true and you get what you pay for. Last week I went skiing with a friend and we, as women do, got to talking about dating and the state of our romantic … Continue reading (Not)OKCupid
A believer no more
For the first time in 18 years my home is devoid of believers. Let me tell you, it makes for a different sort of holiday build up. No longer is it necessary to hide the packages left on my front porch by the postal carrier. Now, I just stack them up as unobtrusively as possible, … Continue reading A believer no more
Let it go
I swear I've never even seen Frozen in its entirety, yet one of its big numbers is acting like my personal anthem right now. Let it go, let it go, let it go... Holding on is so much easier than letting go. Letting go is an acknowledgment of our inability to change, manage, effect the … Continue reading Let it go
Not doing it myself
Since I've shared the part of my weekend when I did do things myself, I believe it is only fair to also share the days since then when I've been very much accompanied. Monday I went to see my ENT. I wasn't alone. My doctor pretty much did what I expected - an in office … Continue reading Not doing it myself
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