Don’t you just hate arriving at a blog, thinking it’s going to be the coolest thing since Dan Fogleburg music, and you end up some place like here with some middle-aged woman talking about her ailments? Well TUFF! I insist that you read every word of this and burst forth with great sympathy for me,…
It seems only a few people have read part one of this little spell binder, so I think I’ll just give you one more hint and then the rest some time on Monday, perhaps! Is that cruel? No, I can’t do that to you. In Cajun French Bon Temp means “Good Times”. That means the…
Seems like several bloggers are under the weather. While I won’t go into all my woes, suffice it to say, keeping up with posting has been quite a chore. Though I love to have you folks visit and read, being creative takes sound mind; and that’s certainly NOT how I’ve been. For the past week,…
Recently, some of us bloggers played a game of tag. Once tagged, we had to post 7 weird things about ourselves. Well, I just want to tell all you of who commented or emailed me about being afraid to cut my hair. It’s not a drastic change, but I went to the “beauty shop” (old…
My LilSis is playing tag with me, and I’m it. OK, here’s what I’m understanding about this. Someone tagged her, and she listed 7 weird things about herself on her blog, and then she tagged some other weirdos or nerds (depending on how you look at it) to do the same. She tagged our BigSis,…
I mean, I really do enjoy talking to the people and doing business on my phones. But just exactly what does that word phone mean? Somebody tell me. And what does cell mean? And what does tele mean? Because right now, they mean nothing more to me than paying to talk over the wires and…