Author deanna

We all want to be the better version of ourselves after a year’s come into reflection…I always do, and why I’ve always fallen short…and this is the year things have to change, and it starts with small habits which will… Continue Reading →

I think–well I started writing this before I was drunk, say 1 pm. This past year has been harder than anything–the drowning we have done I am over, and this year I want new habits to make new habits, if… Continue Reading →

I don’t quite know how I am going to tie my title to a relevant post, but I just like the flow of the words…I suppose many of us may prove to be caricatures of envy, wondering how we got… Continue Reading →

I feel like I might need to mark this day because I am hoping it will arc into a longer and larger trend. But last night was the first night we didn’t drink ourselves drunk in some time. With a… Continue Reading →

Oh, but I did try and Don and I talked about it–what we would do. Without kids or family that likes us much, we would have to donate 90% of it, given how much COULD you really spend in what,… Continue Reading →

I’ve been trying to find things to be happy about–things to feel grateful for, things to make it all better, and I’ve obviously been at somewhat of a loss for quite a while. It’s been hard to even just STAND… Continue Reading →

I wrote the ad I wanted to, but Don is a slight concerned as he told me he wants to cook Turkey naked. So I figured I would immortalize it here, instead. The Ad that wasn’t: ISLAND OF MISFIT TOYS… Continue Reading →

Isn’t that what we all want? Some piece, a slice of something that we can chew on, savor and reflect on in our darker moments? something that carries us through to a better end? Something to suck on when the… Continue Reading →

I was always good at aliterations, or really I think I am, though my reading has definitely taken a tumble except for useless stories reported on still, too many news sites I am trying not to get too deep underneath…. Continue Reading →