I was trying to decide what my first blog post, post-tragedy, (post talking about tragedy) should be about. I didn’t want to write about what’s been on my mind, because I’m guessing I’ve depressed ya’ll enough. I’m struggling, but I’m trying. My Noodle was no quitter. Nor am I. (But there have been days. Trust …
I’m back. Sorta. This post is going to feel redundant based on my last few, (which were a few months ago now! I’m trying!!!) but it’s really bugging me, and I just feel the need for a recap! I promise! This is the last time. I’m also doing fifty-eleven things, so please forgive any typos. …
A guest post by Barb Fotsch, LCSW To close out Mental Health Awareness Month, I asked my good friend Barb, (who helps us out for a living!) to write the final post for the month. The topic of the piece was completely her choice. I can totally relate to this one and I hope you …
I’m sure, if you are of a certain age, you’ve heard the saying that the key to man’s heart is through his stomach. And of course, back in the day, what it suggested was that if you wanted a man to fall in love with you and to have a happy marriage, you better be …
If you have been reading my blog for any length of time, I’m sure you have heard me use the phrase “Use it or lose it” in heavy rotation in reference to all matter of things. I have found myself having this conversation repeatedly over the past few months with friends and family. I know …
“I’m talking square biz to you, baby. Square, square biz!” Nope. This post isn’t about Tina Marie. I’m sorry, I just wasn’t a fan. Sorry Rick. Sorry Tina. Okay. Funny story. Well, is is to me. I’m going to lose a few of you on this, but where are my 70’s Jackson 5 fans? Michael …
The Skinny on Fats – The Big Fat Lie Confused about fat? Well, join the club! It’s difficult not to be. For decades fat was vilified. We were told that eating dietary fat would make us fat. I’m guessing you’ve heard that saying, “Fat goes from your lips to your hips!” I like to call …
That includes me! I own a mirror. And yes, I talk to myself. I definitely need to do better. I will never stop trying to do better. If not for myself, for those that love and need me. And, for those that I love. For example, I’ve said this many times, but I know I …
This one is going to be short, but not sweet! I spent the weekend in the hospital! No as a patient. As a family member. As an observer. A very worried and very unhappy observer. Multiple doctors popped in and said nothing. And don’t dare ask them questions. They don’t seem to have any answers …