Sunday, June 11, 2017


My niece got married a few weeks ago,
to a really nice guy.
Welcome to the family Mr. Moore.
We are lucky to have you.
The first thing that comes to mind when I think of you,
is your full of life, happy, and you have a genuine personality.
You are lucky too.
Lillian is faithful and will make an excellent wife.
And she comes from a big family that loves her.
And a big basque family that loves to dance.
I took this video of my monkey's dancing at the wedding.
My grandson has such control. Just like a man should.
Not just on the dance floor, but in life too.
God made men for greatness.
The older I get, the more I see what a genius Our God is.
What a life he has planned for us, if we just follow some simple rules.

Thursday, June 8, 2017

I remember shopping for this dress.
I went with my Mother to a place called Goldwater's.
They had the most beautiful wedding dresses.
I tried two dresses on and when I put this one on,
I knew.
It had pink flowers and a pink ribbon.
34 years later and it's still hanging in my mother's closet
and I'm still sleeping with the same guy.

Life is a bit strange lately.
Not busy, but busy...
it seems as if, time is flying by.
Not accomplishing much.
Which drives me crazy. I'm list maker. A doer.
And I can't seem to get my sh.. together.
I can't even decide if I'm drinking latte's or diet coke.
Eating healthy, and then eating chocolate ice cream from the carton
because my sweet tooth has kicked in and eating healthy is out the window.
Grocery list? what's that?
What to cook for dinner draws a blank. Every single morning.
Praying. Not praying.
Mad at God. In love with God.
In love with my husband. Mad at my husband.

What are you fixing for dinner tonight?

Monday, June 5, 2017

I feel like I boarded a plane that was bound for war.
as if, I was dropped from the sky and landed in a country that was no longer mine.
and there's no escape.
It feels like hell.
A war without guns, tanks or fighter jets or bombs.

Good vs. Evil
Evil has ramped up its forces.
Good is vacillating on being PC.

Everything that I was taught growing up is upside down.

I am a stranger in my own country.