Dearest one, In life, you'll find moments of fabulousness. Is that even a word? Yep. Good, let's go with that. To make it even better, let's go with Fab for short. And over a cup of coffee that was, by the way, fab in Jamaica. This one is close to making me smile like when… Continue reading Sunsets on the fallacy of fabulousness
Tag: #SoCS
D’oh you have no idea what you’re doing
Okay, so Dan, on Wednesday, over at NoFacilities.com plugged the idea in my head that I should try out the new editor Guttenberg in WordPress. Well, here we are with my first shaky attempt. I have no idea what I'm doing. But that kind of fits in with Linda G. Hill's Stream of Consciousness Saturday… Continue reading D’oh you have no idea what you’re doing
A mail-tale before I hightail it outta here
I don't often start out this way on my posts, but today...well, today is different. Today the topic of SoCS (aka Stream of Consciousness Saturday) is strange to me. Sorry, Linda, but it's true. I sure can tell Linda's a creative gal to come up with this hot topic for the day: “the last piece… Continue reading A mail-tale before I hightail it outta here
A bashing packing party storm – Day 2
The Hoomans should be abashed at their efforts to make my life comfortable while they prepare for their trip. And they should also be embarrassed about their packing party fiascos, too. That's right, I'm telling you that I'm no longer on the fence about it, 'cuz they seem too preoccupied to care what I think… Continue reading A bashing packing party storm – Day 2
There’s that to be happy about
I can't contain my excitement for the day. I'm so full of bright and happy feelings, I'd be a meme for sunshine if you could see me standing here in my flannel jammies, topped with a 1990's Disney sweatshirt 2 sizes too big. I'm just beaming from ear to ear with a smile a 7-mile… Continue reading There’s that to be happy about
A cat critic watches as the last chip disappears
If you promise not to be too critical, or judgmental or laugh too hard, let me tell you if you've got the time, baby, I've got a helluva story to tell you about a gal who doesn't know how to share. I know a food addiction when I see one. I have the proper experience… Continue reading A cat critic watches as the last chip disappears