Bizarre realization

Sometimes you really can get what you want. I managed to achieve my goals two days in a row. Only trouble is, I don’t know how I did it, so I can’t pass the knowledge along.

I can wish you good luck, though, with your own goals, and, if I dare, I suggest that you go for broke, but don’t kill yourself in the process (in other words, have some fun). These may have been key elements in my little successes, but, at this point, I don’t want to look a gift horse in the mouth. Age, in this case, is not the main problem. more concerned about getting bitten.


Here’s one lady (I think)

Met with Mike last night. He expressed an interest in a T-shirt. I own two. I had a mug, but it was “stolen.” All right by me. My youngest daughter took it to work. Forgot to ask her if there were comments. She is certainly not an old bitch. She’s adorable, but, well, she has her moments. Katie coined a new term for these young women. She calls them “Bits” (Bitches in the Making). Hope all you young women out there will enjoy the process. I did.