Dear Me, Love, Me
Dear me! Love me! It sounds like a plea, doesn’t it? To be seen? To be heard? To be understood just as the person you are? But first, you need to know who you are and then love and embrace it.
Dear me! Love me! It sounds like a plea, doesn’t it? To be seen? To be heard? To be understood just as the person you are? But first, you need to know who you are and then love and embrace it.
Do you listen to your heart? I knew a woman who did. She told me that when she was a young girl that her father was adamant about her not seeking a higher education.
I didn’t always look like this. My ta-tas were high and perky. I once had an inny for a waist. 38-26-34. If I had only known the power I could have had then.
(Not So) Common Sense
Time is the currency in shortest supply
By Carole Townsend
We’ve heard time described in various ways over the years, haven’t we? “Time is of the essence.” “Time’s a-wastin’.” “Time-saving tips for….!”
Little known traffic laws
By Dave Emanuel
As you’re driving along a two-lane street in an unfamiliar area, you pay close attention to the speed limit signs, not wanting to receive another fast driving award. You notice a sign that proclaims 35 miles per hour to be the limit.
(Not So) Common Sense
You can teach an old dog forgotten tricks
By Carole Townsend
There’s a two-year-old in our house. She’s been here for a week, and she’ll be here for all of this week. She’s our granddaughter, and we asked to have her come and stay for an extended length of time.
(Not So) Common Sense
There’s no cook like a Southern cook
By Carole Townsend
Is there a person on this earth who doesn’t believe that their mom is the best cook to ever grace a kitchen? I know I did, and even though my mother passed away when I was just a teenager, I remember her cooking tips and tricks, and many of her recipes, even now.
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