A Red Balloon
Gratitude is like a red balloon that’s been let go of and begun drifting ever upward into the stratosphere. Least that’s how it ought to be. To me, gratitude is akin to a beautiful bouquet of balloons, multi-coloured and sent with
Landlubber
I love being on a boat on days like this. There’s a slight on-shore wind and the sea is sparkling like a Cerrone diamond necklace at an Opening Night Premiere. Makes a girl feel like the belle of the ball and a million bucks to boot.
Black Dog Tale
Of all the emotions, sadness has to be the one that seems to leave us winded, gasping for breath and feeling like we got king-hit. Sometimes it comes to us from out of nowhere and at other times it’s like an
Etcetera, Etcetera, Etcetera
There are some rather ‘unforgiveable’ social sins, like using your butter knife to spread butter on your toast and also to use it to take up and spread jam with that fall into the category of gross. Well, at my house they do.
