diet coke
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Since I intend to live to at least one hundred, I guess, technically, that makes me currently middle-aged. When I’m interviewed on my 100th birthday (save the date: 10/08/2066), I will credit my longevity to Naked Wednesdays, Diet Coke, and Doritos. Meantime, literally- ha! Meantime, I’m middle-aged. What does that mean? It means that mentally
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Cel-e-brate Good Times, C’mon! It’s my third week of the In Print ABC Blogging Challenge, but you could begin today! I’m happy to tell you that C is for Celebrate! This blog marks my 52nd, an entire year of weekly blog posts. In that year I have covered a variety of subjects, from me to
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Most of us just celebrated Thanksgiving. Tables laden with an abundance of food surrounded by friends and family. Mostly family, right? Because it’s a family holiday. When we go around the table to say what we are thankful for, most folks say family… and food. It’s not that I’m not thankful for family and food!
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When I die, I do not want a funeral. I want a party. A very big party. Funerals suck, everybody knows it. And yet, the best part of being forced to attend a funeral and acknowledge someone’s passing is spending time with all of the people you rarely get to see. For me, we’re skipping
