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As if my husband didn’t have enough reason to kill me, recently I have come into an inheritance. It wasn’t a quit-your-job-and-travel-the-world-size inheritance, but it was enough to turn us into the kind of middle-class family that can actually do some of the things all those toothy financial advisors prescribe to the masses. Before the inheritance, our family of four (me, hubby, and two...
Real Estate prices are dropping. It could be a great time to buy. But wait until you see what a cozy little pad in Brooklyn will set you back. Check the photos. Gasp at the price.
PLEASE TALK TO ME ABOUT SEX BUT DO IT RIGHT SEX-No matter how old you are, sex changes everything. Whether it's the connection between two people, the filling of a void, or just for fun, all of the consequences are too much for a child to handle. Every year, in 5th grade health class, you learn about "The Birds and the Bees." They separate the boys and girls and teach them everything they need...
She started PETA in her living room nearly 30 years ago, and her success made her wonder if other big ideas could be traced back to one person. Turns out, one person can change the world.
I just marked the first morning of my "empty nest" with a piece of chocolate cake for breakfast....
CHASING CHASER Chaser was a Dalmatian we adopted from the pound. About three years old when he came to live with us, he had already led a rough life. At first I was very vigilant with our new pet. He had wild, fearful eyes, and I was just not sure if he was trustworthy. He was terrified of my husband Wayne. He would nearly wet himself whenever he saw a semi-tractor...
Walking into the living room, I caught a few brief few minutes of Dr. Wayne W. Dyer on the public television channel. He was lecturing from his book, Change Your Thoughts, Change Your Life, in which he expounds the views of Lao-tzu expressed in the Great Way. I would have watched more but my husband had the television remote control and he switched the channel to his football...
After making her obligatory phone call to butthead, Frannie sinks her toes into the day old, half-eaten ham and pineapple pizza that is on the floor, and it feels good; really good. She likes the feeling so much that she dips her other foot in, and giggles. She then walks across the cream colored living room carpet and loves the way the marinara sauce lights it up. Wow! It pops! Nothing compares...