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I am a menopausal writer, a medicinal writer chattering with my fingers about my life’s adventures, those that I am currently enthralled in and those that trickle behind me. I’m a simple woman, mother, grandmother and a woman full of grit, heart, humor and some spiked punch.  

I have mastered the proverbial climb up the ‘hill’ and a lustful climb it has been, rife with betrayals and renewals. I currently reside in what I call ‘Wednesday,’ the half way marker of my life.


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Panting we’d shrugged off our wet clothing and wrapped ourselves in a fur rug, glowing in the fire’s light. My arms around his neck, his chest pressed against mine, our...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/SEEDLINGS/543398"><title>FAST TRACK</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/SEEDLINGS/543398</link><description>Packing my belongings readying myself for a move (much like Spring cleaning) I came across an old letter from a lover yesterday and the memories came rushing back as I held that dusty piece of my past in my hand. Two years ago this particular lover married and I’m pretty sure it’s a coincidence...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/SEEDLINGS/543252"><title>ELBOW TO ELBOW SHOOTIN THE SH~T</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/SEEDLINGS/543252</link><description>Total strangers, he'd asked out of courtesy, perhaps curiosity as we sat next to one another at the bar eating, 'what do you like to do?' I'd said, I like to write. He'd said, 'me too!' I was shocked because he looked so unwriter like...if there was such a thing, which I discovered there is not....</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/SEEDLINGS/543146"><title>'IF THERE IS A GOD</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/SEEDLINGS/543146</link><description>THEN THERE IS A DEVIL AND IF THERE IS A DEVIL GOD IS THE TRUMP CARD.' Mike Covosovich June 06</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/SEEDLINGS/543056"><title>SOOOOO YOU CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT I SAY AND WHAT I DO</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/SEEDLINGS/543056</link><description>WELL GET USED TO IT FOR THIS IS THE ME YOU NEVER KNEW AND I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT I WILL SURVIVE. First I was afraid I was petrified Kept thinking I could never live Without you by my side But I spent so many nights Thinking how you did me wrong I grew strong I learned how to carry on And so...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/SEEDLINGS/542962"><title>PBS 03:</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/SEEDLINGS/542962</link><description>‘In the end of every war, who ever won, the people always lost.’</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/SEEDLINGS/542831"><title>I WILL LEAVE YOU REGARDLESS</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/SEEDLINGS/542831</link><description>Of how many road blocks you put in my way. I will leave you no matter how many spikes you put beneath my feet that are walking away. I will leave you because you deceive and manipulate. Circling my house merely confirms how your brain spins. Reading my posts as if I am not aware only reminds me...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/SEEDLINGS/542668"><title>FAILURE TO LAUNCH</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/SEEDLINGS/542668</link><description>NASA officials are still trying to launch a ‘shuttle’ into space when we cant even prevent levy’s here on earth from breaking and killing a hell of a lot more people than the 7 crew members that were aboard ‘Columbia’s’ fateful flight! I suggest ‘official’s’ stay here on earth with us, the real...</description></item></rdf:RDF>