Well, almost two years have passed and I haven't done a darn thing with my blog until I decided to go back and visit the memories. The rants about AZ drivers, Magic 8 ball, and usually smart people making dumb comments made me realize that I have changed. I'm not nearly as smart or cheeky as I used to be and my sense of awe has evolved.
At this juncture, I am over 2013. I lost my dad and uncle within a few months of each other. I have lost interest in my doctoral program. California drivers who reside in Phoenix (to clarify) no longer give me the finger nor heart attacks; not that I am complaining.
On the flipside, my boys are growing rapidly and I'm still happily married - almost 15 years. I have a roof over my head and enjoy my job - telling adults how to go to school and sometimes - helping them succeed in their goals.
I still like silly poetry and the Magic 8 ball. I haven't been on vacation in a long time but I can always get a dash of perspective. Recently my hubby says, while I am not looking "Hey Snotrag!" I was so engrossed in my filing of paid bills (yeah sad - I know) that I replied "I really hope you aren't talking to me!" Hubby started totally cracking up - our dog (MONGO) was at his feet, laying on his back, like an upside-down splayed chicken - pining for his attentions. Needless to say, my dash of perspective - not everyone is talking to me and sometimes that proverbial shoe does fit and I should wear it! Three years ago - the initial exchange would have meant three hours of pure agitation possessed by yours truly.
So - that is the past and the present - now for the future!
In short, no Magic 8 Ball will correctly predict my ability or likeliness of winning PowerBall or MegaMillions (a gal's gotta dream) and I am my own hurdle. The remedy - go back to basics, find my humor and passion, and get my dash of perspective. Now a word from my sponsor.....
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