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By on Oct 10, 2016 |

Many of you know me in real life and are aware that my oldest son passed away on October 1, 2016. I have received texts, personal messages, cards and phone calls from many of you sharing your love and sympathy. I thought I would address it here in one place. Today was my first day alone in over a week. I wasn’t sure how I was going to feel about it. On one hand, I was craving a little alone time to think. On the other hand, I was scared to have too much time to think. I was lucky to have two friends call me. They have no idea how nice it was to talk and laugh a little. I also had several friends text me to say they were thinking of me. Two people invited me to have lunch later this week. Diversion is a nice break. A bright spot in the day was a 24 year old man who stopped by with chili, chips and key lime pie that he had prepared himself. He stayed for about 30 minutes and shared...

Hair Today and Gone Tomorrow

By on Sep 7, 2016 |

I don’t know about all of you but a Good Hair Day just puts a spring in my step. I am confident that I am the only person that even notices my Good Hair Day but it makes me feel like I can take on the world. What is it about hair that can make or break how you feel? It is hard for me to imagine men caring so much about their hair. My natural hair is very curly as in Sarah Jessica Parker Season One of Sex in the City curly. I have always had to beat my hair into submission with round brushes and hot appliances. It’s all in the cut and length. The biggest complaint I have about my hair is it is never long when the style is to wear it long. I will spend a year growing my hair and by the time it is long enough, the style has switched to cutting it all off like Victoria Beckham did a few years ago when she had the short bob. Just as I got the bob going, she gets hair extensions and goes...

I Wanna Be Gramma When I Grow Up

By on Sep 6, 2016 |

I had a maternal grandmother who we affectionately call Gramma. She raised nine children and became a widow at age 53. She started working outside the home at a school cafeteria in a small cotton town to make ends meet until two weeks before her death at 77 years old. She wasn’t famous. She had no money. She lived in a small country house that wasn’t anything special to the outside world. Her nine children all married and produced 36 children. It would take a lot of brain power that I don’t have right now to figure up how many great grandchildren she had at her time of death and the number of great grandchildren, great great grandchildren, and great, great, great grandchildren who have been born since her death. This woman formed my childhood. She was the glue that held all of the above people together. When I was inside her house there was no better feeling in the world. Everything...

Be the Star of Your Own Show

By on Aug 29, 2016 |

Imagine that you have been given the opportunity to be the star of your own television show. Is it a comedy, mystery, drama? Is your show something other people would watch? It is so easy to get in a rut. We do the same things out of habit instead of doing them because they add value to our lives. An example of this for me would be on HGTV on Tuesday afternoons is a Fixer Upper marathon. If I am at home I turn it on and see what Chip and Joanna are up to. Guess what? They are up to the same thing they were up to the last 10 times I saw these same episodes. I love their style. I love the part of the show where she styles the house to get it ready for the big reveal. I always think, oooh! I loooove that! I could do that! The episode ends with a happy, happy family. Then I begin watching the next episode with maybe a bathroom or snack break in between. Well guess what? I am watching...