Connie and I have a Memory Loss Foam Pad on our bed. A lot of stores sell these. One company calls theirs Failing Memory Foam. I do recommend you stay away from Short-Term Memory Loss Foam as it only relieves half the memories instead of erasing the entire memory… Continue Reading “invisible strings”
Have you ever been accused of rambling? Are you the kind of person who likes to talk just to hear their head rattle? Me neither. People like us don’t mince words. We get right to the point. If you ask us what time it… Continue Reading “Lost Between the Lines”
“He’s more independent than a hog on ice.” This was one of my mother’s favorite sayings. In my sixty-plus years, I have yet to see a hog on ice so I don’t have a good visual image of what she was trying to communicate.… Continue Reading “Draining the Swamp”
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Or the three people I guilted into reading this blog, whatever.
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