Stroke of Midnight…
At the stroke of midnight I turned into a rotten pumpkin. My life was literally spinning out of control.
At the stroke of midnight I turned into a rotten pumpkin. My life was literally spinning out of control.
Saturday, I closed my eyes and tapped my heels together three times and thought to myself, ‘There’s no place like home’.
How can anyone maintain a sunny disposition when returning a leased car?!
I am a fortunate woman. I found true love and after 36 years together we still got it, baby.
I am delighted to announce that my foodar is still intact.
I woke up refreshed today. I slept like a baby and had the best sleep I have experienced in at least one year.