Hacked Off…

My daughter called yesterday…not really unusual…she does call frequently…but…she was out of town…so…I knew something was up…and…up it was…Mama…you just sent me a friend request on Facebook… Hacked… Now…I was knee deep in writing…for a change…but…I sauntered on over to...

Walk a Mile…

Yesterday…Bertha…implanted a phrase…in my brain… Walk a mile…in my…smile… Of course…the lyrics…to…Joe South’s…Walk a Mile in My Shoes…has been playing on the 8-track in my mind…ever since…which I think was her intention…or…at least it seemed that way…as she explained...

Buttercup Whisperer…

Yesterday…Bertha…challenged me to shift my focus to things that make me smile…and it didn’t take long for me to find some of them…just long enough to eat breakfast and head to work… It’s that time of year…when buttercups begin to bloom in the South…I’ve mentioned...