sometimes when i read things i have written in this blog...i just get teary eyed...like when i wrote about Johnny's first day of school in first grade.... i so love that child, now another grandson will enter first grade and his life is a mess...not of his fault but because of his parents...
my husband is content to be at home and nap...
i suffer from wanderlust like never before...i just want to move and do things --explore, visit, collaspe...
that is my mo...the collasping part is not something i want to happen but it does...it feels so good to write sometimes...like right now ....everyone is else where and i am here alone with words and the key board.
yes....my iphone has me totally up set.... but that is all besides the point...i am going to call apple in a few minutes..ugh.
my husband is content to be at home and nap...
i suffer from wanderlust like never before...i just want to move and do things --explore, visit, collaspe...
that is my mo...the collasping part is not something i want to happen but it does...it feels so good to write sometimes...like right now ....everyone is else where and i am here alone with words and the key board.
yes....my iphone has me totally up set.... but that is all besides the point...i am going to call apple in a few minutes..ugh.
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