Poetry Sunday

Ever realize that your inner voice has developed an external speaker? Words, slip out so easy, While I try to hold them in My frontal lobe just lags behind as my limbic system kicks in  my Inner Child runs about with Judgement at her heels sense and reason tossed aside as Sarcasm spins her wheels…

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When Your Vision Board Attacks You

I was attacked by my Vision Board…or actually, the vision board may have been a passive participant and the bulletin board was the main culprit…it’s hard to tell. I’m thinking that the Vision Board was the instigator since my behavior while sitting next to my Vision Board was less than ‘visionary’. It was more like…counter-productive…since…

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Poetry Sunday

Sundays are made for relaxing and sometimes…for writing poetry. I’ve written poetry since I was a child. This is the earliest poem that I can remember writing (or since my memory is questionable, maybe I swiped it from another author…who knows?) I have to laugh when I see a giraffeHe’s a physical wreckwith a heck…

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A Very Nerf Christmas

Merry Christmas! This season has been a little funky for me with a few highs and lows emotionally…forever to be remembered as my manic-depressive holiday season! I definitely did not do near as much shopping as usual. Fortunately, I have a family that sees the gift of time as much more valuable than the gift…

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And the Hopping Continues…

I wrote a post a few months ago entitled “The Year of the Kangaroo.”  If you’d like to get caught up with how 2018 has fared so far, click the link.  We’ve had one additional surgery, that was not previously mentioned. My grandson had a double inguinal hernia repair when he was two months old.…

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