You Are Brave

Those words were a comment to the pic (below) that I posted on my Facebook Page, Scattered Sasha. 

I wasn’t positive how posting this Snit Wiggle Troll designed hair-do made me Brave, but I’ve been called worse, so didn’t think too much about it.

Until I KEP...

My legacy is in line with my arm today...

Some days, you cry.

And that's ok.

I think we feel like we have to pretend all the time.  

We have to be strong all the time.

We have to ignore the sadness, the heartache, the tough times and just LIFE on days that LIFE sucks the living soul out of us.

Because to admit that...

I turned 54 today.

And after 54 years cruising around planet Earth, I've learned that 54 isn't really old.  I've also learned a lot about myself, other people, what my most favorite color is, how to drive just about any vehicle and which fork to use at fancy dinners....

When I was pouring my iced caramel MOCK-E-OTTO coffee just now (my system needed a good jolt!) I remembered a dream I had last night.

Now....1st sidebar: My mama used to ALWAYS say that after you had a dream, something would happen that made you remember the dream and t...

4,738 times.

That's how many times I bounced a golf ball on the concrete patio on the back of my parents house in the summer of 1973.

I would bounce that white sphere of hard plastic on the concrete, watching it bounce on the side of the house and landing back in my...

I love Glitter.

Like....really, REALLY Love glitter.  I know many people think it's the herpes of the craft world (hey, I didn't say that!  Someone else did!), but I seriously love it like a cat loves nip.

I have to blame it on my mama, if you need to blame it on so...

I ran out of dryer sheets.

You know the ones…they make your clothes smell like FRESH SPRINGTIME RAIN (if it were synthetic, man made, reduced to sheet form and crammed in a box) and they’re supposed to ‘Reduce Static Cling’.

But hey, no big deal. I didn’t particularly wa...

I recently read an article about 'Morning Routines' and how some people wake up naturally by training their bodies to accept the natural rhythms of the sun, moon and stars.  

Well, I think it was a natural rhythm of something.  Honestly, I was laughing hysterically and...

Bat Wings.

Flying Squirrels.

Lucy and Ethel.

There are a LOT of names for the flappy part of my upper arms that jiggle, wave and damn near come undone each time I move my arm.

Years ago, I did not wear anything sleeveless because I was embarrassed by my Flying Bat Winged S...