Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me.
A Tangled Yarn of Thoughts Being Unravelled…
I just read this article online. I had to express myself. My first reaction was a knee-jerk and rather annoyed one. However, my second reaction was more controlled and contemplative. My child is neurodivergent. But that's not all that he's about. He's an eye-rolling, shaggy-haired teen. He was the most beeyootiful baby in the whole... Continue Reading →
Well his character, of Martin something or the other in Sleeping With The Enemy, had it right. There's no reason why things can't be kept in a particular (I mean PROPER) way. Just no reason at all. Barring the fact that Bergin (lovely old stud that he is) did play the role of a psychopath,... Continue Reading →
That's how I refer to my husband in digital media- Facebook, blogs, and in my phonebook. I don't know how or why it started but it did. He's not red at all- no communist tendencies lurking here and there neither does he have one red hair. He's been a salt&pepper guy since we met nearly... Continue Reading →
Random. Structured. Haphazard. All Me. 