Reaction from The Duchess Dolls (that's you) is always a surprise. This time--it's a tiny sentence that strikes a chord. "Where is a gentleman with a hankie when I need one?" The ladies swooned at the thought. Alas, it is not a swoon of the romantic variety as the last man most of them knew… Continue reading The Handkerchief…
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This Is Our Crazy…
Can we talk This Is Us? A committed relationship with a few television shows is part of my life. Like The Real Housewives. I feel better knowing there are crazy bitches who cannot get it together despite money and privilege. I fully realize it says more about me than them. Sometimes the truth hurts. It's… Continue reading This Is Our Crazy…
Can A Blue Dress Save Me?…
I was sick this week, just a cold. But enough of a cold to render me grouchy, stuffy, coughy, achey and did I say grouchy? Not even lunch with the YaYas could save me from self-pity. I worked very little, which makes me angry. Not moving forward is my irritant. If only I could turn… Continue reading Can A Blue Dress Save Me?…
He Needs A Hellcat…
Remember when the cool guys drove muscle cars that looked like they just escaped Daytona, had no car seats and the two of you drove around just for the fun of cruising through town? Remember those cars in screaming colors that were a little loud with guys just cute enough to worry your parents? They're… Continue reading He Needs A Hellcat…
Octopus Mating…Premium Sleep
Did you know a male octopus rips off his penis and throws it at the female so she can inseminate herself? One of the many things on Pinterest. True or not, I've no idea. What I do know is, it's last night's thought that kept me awake. Tossing about worrying over all manner of things… Continue reading Octopus Mating…Premium Sleep
The Adventures Continue…
It's the first time back to the well-known Dale steak and martini singles den. You know the place--men in their fifties convinced it's their charm attracting young women? That place. "Hi. How are you?" say I, sliding in next to a chick and her designer bag perched on the bar. Business Woman says nothing. Instead,… Continue reading The Adventures Continue…
New Year…New Blog
One cannot produce a blog minus technology. Pity. I hate technology. Not only is it wildly frustrating, it is the epitome of rude. Finding a human being to discourse problems, problems and finally opinions on the lack of human help with those problems is impossible. Although The Diaries site created a couple of years ago… Continue reading New Year…New Blog
Holiday Manners…A Primer
All that holiday smiling, visiting and small talk can exhaust a girl's manners. Need a primer? So many parties, so little time. Some revelers forget we have work in the morning or that we’re just not that friendly. If that’s you, my doll, buck up and make the best of it. Show up. Bring a… Continue reading Holiday Manners…A Primer
Cars On Sale?…
We can always count on Big Al, our favorite car guy, to toss the car buying experience up in the air. This time, he’s having a sale right before Christmas. Nope, not waiting to throw all the leftovers to an after holiday blowout, he’s having a Big Finish/Early Start sale this Saturday starting at 7… Continue reading Cars On Sale?…
Less Than Fashionable….Move Aside
This time last year found me less than fashionable. Blindsided by the fact that cancer recovery is more than surviving treatment, I appeared less than fashionable most of the time. After all I was moving little more than into a chair. My style was decidedly, chemo emaciated. Two questions I get more than others (besides… Continue reading Less Than Fashionable….Move Aside
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