First Published March 29, 2006~~~current mood: ditzy~~ Everyone remembers what they were doing when something of monumental proportions happens. Old timers will remember where they were when JFK was assasinated. Newer generations will remember what they were doing when the planes hit the Twin Towers. How many of you remember exactly what you were doing…
Category: Life is Often Stranger Than Fiction
His Heroes Have Always Worn Spandex…
First Published April 5, 2006 ~~~current mood: amused~~ We all remember having childhood heroes and idols. People or imaginary beings who, in our sweet little minds, we just knew we were going to grow up to be. People have asked Sgt. Snickerdoodle and I what prompted us to get married, Sgt. Snickerdoodle always told them,…
Dream Whispers
**This month marks seven years since my Daddy’s passing, so I thought this would be a fitting tribute for a man that was larger than life…one with a beautiful giving heart that would always give a hand to someone in need…the man that taught me to be unapologetically ME even when others may not like…
Jackalopes
First Published March 28, 2006 ~~~current mood: amused~~ Earlier this morning, I touched the tip of the iceberg on my ex-husband’s knowledge on the animal kingdom in The Truth About Cats and Dogs. I truly adored this man to death, but sometimes I believed he was a “special needs” husband. Before you start imagining him…
The Truth About Cats and Dogs
First Published March 28, 2006 ~~~current mood: giggly~~ There are several reasons why I had chosen not to let my ex-husband teach the children about the animal kingdom. This is the first of two blogs about Sgt. Snickerdoodle’s misconceptions on our furry friends. One afternoon, when we were first dating, Sgt. Snickerdoodle and I were…
I’m Buggin’ Out and Goin’ Home
First Published May 5, 2021 ~~~current mood: ICK!~~ Today was definitely a buggy one…and yes I mean that literally. So I start my day thinking I will have a bowl of cereal, grab my Cinnamon Toast Crunch and pour a bowl. THEN I notice there is an ant carcass on one of my pieces of…