The clean slate of the new year has already faded. As I was traveling home from dropping Cheyenne off from school a hundred odds and ends that have skittered to the outside of my life or my consciousness flooded my brain - and then the turkeys crossed Sheyenne Street. The good news is, they ran. They ran [...]
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I’m not short…I’m fun size.
My mom wasn't quite five feet tall. The big moment in life that my siblings and I looked forward to as kids was the day when we surpassed our mom's height. Being the shortest of the three siblings in my clan it took me awhile, but I finally made it somewhere around age 15. I [...]
Three and half inches…
This photo was taken by Misty of Dreaming In Color Photography as part of a photo shoot this past Tuesday designed to capture my start point for my goal for year two of the new forty - which starts in a few days. I'll be sharing more on that on my birthday. I love this [...]
The countdown to the days of peril…
I was never a girl who padded her bra as I felt it was a clear case of misrepresentation. I also have never been one to wear lots of foundation or makeup – again, I am really into this concept of truth in advertising. What you see is what you get – well, at least [...]
THE NEW FORTY 