body – mind – soul
I know, I know, you all thought I have disappeared off the face of the earth. Lost the address to my own blog. Forgot that I had people following the blog. Not true, but unfortunately I have no good excuse for disappearing for so long. Other than the fact that I had nothing to write… Continue reading Being Pig-Headed
Why is it that in some homes one person ends up doing all the work? And trust me, it's not always the woman either. Men and women should share the workload equally - that is, if they share the responsibility to raise an income equally. In our marriage it has always worked like this: If… Continue reading You are not a Cleaning Machine!
As I am sitting here typing, I have (almost) sorted out every room in the house. (The craft room remains a challenge.) And I started thinking ... Dangerous, I know. When I was much younger, I was a slob (maybe the post title should be confessions of an ex-slob :-). My room was always a… Continue reading Time to get Organized!
This post is dedicated to those of you who are following my fat loss journey Today is the 20th of April 2019. I am hanging my head in shame, as I have not kept my commitment to exercise at all. I have also started to slip up on the meal plan front. Why???? you ask… Continue reading Comfort – the enemy of progress
Whoa! I see soooo many pictures and videos of girls (and women) who are totally unrecognizable after applying their make up. What's up with that???? I feel sorry for the guys dating them. They will have a total shocker the day they see their date/girlfriend without make up. I mean, who is this women and… Continue reading Going Bare
My words of the year are 'Letting Go'. What do I need to let go of? For starters, my comfort zone. And apparently I'm not alone. I just spoke to someone who lost his job and his words were "I think it's time for something new, out of my comfort zone." How do you do… Continue reading Letting Go
Dear teaching career, It’s over. After 32 years I’ve decided to leave. It’s not me or the children. It’s you. When we began our relationship in 1986, you gave me the freedom to choose what I taught and when I taught it. I loved that creativity and flexibility. After working hard on the “basics” in… Continue reading ‘Dear teaching, it’s not me, it’s you’
