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Caught White-Handed – Part One

I have a lame memory. I’m not sure why. I think it’s because my life has been a rather peaceful one scattered with happy mild memories. I do think trauma lends itself to memory retention. There must be some research done on the topic right? I have had very few traumatic events in my life. And just by writing this for all to see, I am scared. But I’m not known to be superstitious so moving on….. One semi-traumatic memory I can recall rather vividly happened when I was around 25-years-old. My boyfriend was this hot, sexy, musician, surfer dude who...
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Affiliate Friday: Karrie McAllister on M

Before I introduce our Featured Affiliate, I must tell you that our DVD Giveaway Extravanganza is still going on and you can still win awesome titles like “Night at the Museum 2” and “Ice Age 3.” So click here and enter. Chances are very good that you will win something. The blogospshere never ceases to amaze me with the quality of writing I can happen upon out of nowhere. That is exactly how I felt when I happened upon Karrie, our featured affiliate, who is a “Mother, Writer, and Dirt-Lover.” She, like other affiliates, somehow...
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Oil of Olay is the Secret to Beautiful S

Written by Lee At least that’s what my grandma would tell me. Her skin was awesome. Sure it looked kinda like it had been around for a while. Hell, she was 90 but I’ll tell you, her skin was sooooo soft and really? Had minimal wrinkles. I always told her that I hoped I looked as good as she did when I was 90. But I guess to look that good, I need to start using Oil of Olay. And I haven’t. What’s my problem? Two years ago today, my grandma Anne, less than two months shy of 91, slipped away from us and headed to the next world. She was so...
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Hanging with Strangers

Written by Lee I’m a clean slate kind of person.  I believe that most everyone deserves a clean slate. Meaning when I first meet someone I assume the best.  That they are cool. They can be trusted. And that they will be nice to me.   Call me smart or call me stupid.  You decide. It’s just that I’ve found that if I operate from this mental and emotional place, I feel that adventures open up to me.  And I’m all about adventures in life.  Why the hell not?  What else is there to do? I want my life’s memory to include many random...