Yesterday was colonoscopy day. Not mine, good heavens. If ever there comes a time something enters the back way, I assure you it won't be conversation worthy. I escort a dear friend. I will not divulge even her nickname lest you guess her identity and she, then, may feel obliged to spill my secrets. She… Continue reading The F-Word…
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Happy Anniversary Mr. Rogers…
It's the 50th anniversary of Mr. Rogers Neighborhood. The heart swells twice its size at the news. As a child I was soothed by Mr. Rogers voice and believe the man played an integral part in my love of cardigans. I, too, have a collection donned when I find my way back home. I forced… Continue reading Happy Anniversary Mr. Rogers…
Peel The Onion…
Women are onions. All different colors. Tastes from sweet to horrible. But mostly, not what we appear on the outside. It's only peeling back the skin that we find the sweet, or sour, underneath. I meet a new friend to talk marketing, pr and expanding her business. Helping others promote, expand and create makes the… Continue reading Peel The Onion…
It’s Confession Time…
If we wore tutus we would feel better. We would move more freely and kindness would ensue. And there'd be dancing. And I could wear mine to Walmart and look relatively normal. Like you, I see photos of Walmart shoppers and shake my head wondering about self awareness, fashion sense and, truly, mental health. Not… Continue reading It’s Confession Time…
The Tents Are Going Up…
It’s almost here—that magical time of year to buy a car and our favorite guy is putting up the tents early. Big Al, every Duchess Dolls favorite dealer, isn’t waiting until Memorial Day to kick off the summer deals. Wait—is Memorial Day car sale time a gimmick or is there an actual reason to buy… Continue reading The Tents Are Going Up…
The Perfect Job…Meow
When your biz is PR, marketing and image, strange requests can pad through the door. Requests for free proposals came so often, I finally started charging. Unless I really like you. Every once in a while there's a proposal request and a skip to my loo on the bill. You know who you are Mr.… Continue reading The Perfect Job…Meow
Sleep When I’m Dead…
Sleep is the enemy. I would love to be one of those people who says, "I'll sleep when I'm dead." But I get tired. Not tired enough to sleep but tired nonetheless. Night presents itself thusly: In a chair, in front of a computer, vacuuming (a favorite of OCDs who love the lines in the… Continue reading Sleep When I’m Dead…
Tiny Change Tidbits…
They say the mark of a grown up woman is when she stops competing with other women and is actually happy for their accomplishments. Or something like that. It means that sometime after junior high, we realize cheering each other on is better than cheering when we fall. Although we all know girls who've never… Continue reading Tiny Change Tidbits…
The Season of Trucks…
Commercial Truck Season is a thing. Who knew? I find out from our fave car dealer, Big Al, that it is quite the thing--and it's in full swing. What is it? Seems getting your business vehicles of the hard working variety in order, and perhaps replaced, before the summer is a smart business move. Ram,… Continue reading The Season of Trucks…
The Easter Miracle…Is A Lizard
The Goddess and I find ourselves alone for Easter. Never a pair bothered by a lack of company, we decide to spend the day together--church, brunch--the stuff of which Easter is made. Arrive at The Goddess' abode to ride to Mass together and spy a strange box on the porch. It's a Rubbermaid type container.… Continue reading The Easter Miracle…Is A Lizard
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