WEEPING WILLOW When I was young and innocence was fresh I played under an old weeping willow. I don’t know why it has such a sad name. I had so much joy hidden away in that fantasy land dreaming and imagining under that tree of my future and happiness and love. Then life came along..
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Down at the bottom is the youtube video of The Judds singing “Mama He’s Crazy”. If you want to hear the song while reading this post, go down and click on the arrow to start the song. ♥ In a few days, Alpha Hubby and I will have been married 23.6 years – twenty-three and..
I read an article about “love after **” (** being a certain age). I kind of felt sorry for the author because he thinks ** is old and ACTS and TALKS like it. Because of that, his advice was a joke to me. I mean, we’re of the generation who had this song you’re listening to..
Anytime I mention something that possibly, maybe, could be something Alpha Hubby did that – oh, how shall I express this… upsets me… I always get the answer that he’s innocent of all wrong-doing. He will say that even BEFORE I state what upset me. This started waaaay back when we were first married and..
When I began learning to blog yonks ago – about 2006 – I knew nothing, NOTHING, zero, goose egg 0, zip, without knowledge. I learned as I went along. I did a website at first because I didn’t want to learn anything new, much less about blogging. What truly saved my bacon was that lovely Google..
So the other day I was minding my own business, folding towels and assorted things. Suddenly I found a shirt that was stuck to one of the towels and pulled it off. I thought it was Alpha Hubby’s gym shirt. I then realized it was my shirt and it was a shirt that wasn’t supposed..
So why are women drawn to the bad-boy? Could it be as simple as this hysterical 1996 Nissan television commercial – that sums it all up just fine? Barbie, Ken & GI Joe: Poor Ken-wannabe manly man. So helpless in his sweater around the neck, buffed nails and plastic-coifed hair. Can’t keep his woman…
An Open Letter to my love, with help from a song’s lyrics. High Gag Factor. ** Ordinary no, I really don’t think so Not a love this true Common destiny, we were meant to be Me and you When I think how I challenged God by saying, “I will never get married again, ever!..