I am a 45+ chick. I live in the country with 3 almost (apparently) adult children teenagers, 1 husband and many animals. Here's the thing: The black dog also hangs with me occasionally and, thank the baby cheeses, life is not perfect. That's OK, because I work hard to be a glass half-full person and I can't lie! I write to help my head, heart and humor...and I tell myself 'I've got this!'

Taking Stock: June

Terrarium - told you!

It seems I forgot to take stock of June and whether that’s because it starts with J-U…just like July does, and so it sort of runs amorphously together, or not…I couldn’t rightly say.  It totally happened though, and on the flip side, it was like sand through the hourglass…as so…

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Sick as a Dog?


Generally, it takes me a day and a half to recognise or acknowledge that I am unwell.  I am that stubborn.  Or stupid, either way…because I DON’T GET SICK!  The last time I was sick, I drove the forty minutes into work, got out of the car, crossed the car…

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