We all do what we feel we have to at any given moment and those actions we cannot justify, we rationalize. Notice I didn't say we always do what we feel is right. There's a big difference. BESIDES . . . what's right for you could easily wrong someone else (see my post What's your point . . . of view? ) There are always at least two sides to a story. The trick is considering … [Read more...] about I have my reasons and you have yours.
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Mares do eat oats, right?
Mare-zee dotes and doe-zee dotes and little lam-zee diveys. A diddly divey doo, wouldn't you? Wouldn't you what??? I never understood this song. I sang it anyway – as it is written above. It has such a catchy tune . . .but the words? Oh well, I figured. Nothing is perfect. But I could never just relax and enjoy it. This morning, I decided I'd Google the words and here … [Read more...] about Mares do eat oats, right?
Checking on the sisters
The Himalayas The twins, the ladies, the girls, the sisters, the Himalayas: Whatever you call them, you want to keep them as safe as possible. I went for a mammogram on Wednesday morning. First thing I did was sit down with the intake person. I had to fill out some forms, answer a few questions. You've been there. You know about the paperwork. In her office, above her … [Read more...] about Checking on the sisters
For the good of us all
I was in the mall the other day looking for back to school clothes for an eight-year-old. I'm surprised they haven't added a make-up counter in the girl's section. Do they make spike heels for children? The dresses I've posted can be found right now in back to school sections in malls across the country. Girl's sizes 7-16. Last week, I was listening to the Today show and … [Read more...] about For the good of us all
The last night of summer
The door squeaked opened. Footsteps approached. "Someone else is in here," I thought, scrambling up from the cool tile, clunking my head against the bottom of the stall wall. Mama would have been mortified had she seen my pale face resting against that bathroom floor. But where else could I calm my stomach? I wasn’t sure how long I’d been there, but my clothes had already … [Read more...] about The last night of summer
