Knitting, spinning, starting projects, driving somewhere with the music up loud, working hard quelling unrest everywhere.
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Why do “parts” only itch when your hands are wet/dirty OR you’re in a meeting with important people? Bitching about a weight issue ought to provide sufficient exercise to correct the situation. If I ran the world, that’s the way it would be. How come my husband had no idea what I was talking about […]
I don’t fly. My fear of heights and flying is utterly stupid legendary. And it’s nothing new, either.  My last flight was on 15 August 1983, to get the kids and me back into the United States! And I won’t fly ever again. Everybody knows all about it. I am a freak! With that in mind, I’m so very […]
I do alot with red. Have you seen my car? My purse? Sweaters, jackets, even Mother-of-the-Bride! (well, that was a deep tasteful red. More of a cranberry, and it was October) Red totebags, fingernail polish, red laptop. As my daughter’s head naturally snaps around to anything purple, I spot RED about 248 miles off. For several […]