That Danny Glover thing

I think I have that Danny Glover disease. Nope, I know I have it. He is on my T.V. every night describing something I have been struggling with since widowhood. In these commercials, Danny talks about his ability to control his emotions because he is an actor and he does not, I repeat, does not […]

So…Your(sic) an art dealer

I am ready to be bad; I have finally figured out that I just want to have fun with boys.  I want to stop trying to force feelings and have a blast.  Everyone tells me the best way to have fun is to date someone fun. However not one of my friends has told me […]

Bitter is as bitter does

My sister in law called me bitter.  To be more precise, she called this blog right here bitter.  I have been called so many adjectives since I started writing this blog.  Hell, I have been called a myriad of adjectives my whole life, but none so much as when I started writing this blog. Peter’s […]

Dumb

I am dumb.  I have always been dumb, it’s not an insult it’s the truth.  The simple fact is that I refuse to believe that I am smart.  My husband would tell me all the time how I.Q. tests are “not a true measure of someone’s intelligence”.  Peter had an I.Q. of 144. While I […]