A Date is a Fruit….

A Date is a Fruit….

I am married to the Gumpmeister. It is from him that I often get my inspiration to; Write this blog Drink heavily Join the Foreign Legion Poor old Gump has not been very reliable for my inspiration lately, as he is seldom home. On the odd occasion that he actually...
Yes, we have no tomatoes….

Yes, we have no tomatoes….

When I was a kid, and our family took a road trip, my dad would get us up at four o’clock in the morning so we could get on the road bright and early. We’d be so excited….mum would get the thermos full of hot, sweet tea, and we’d down our cereal and toast in...
Sprinkle Sprinkle….

Sprinkle Sprinkle….

Gump and I lived on the east side of the river before we got together and married. I lived in a small 1930’s abode, cute, clean, and happy (think Pleasantville). He lived in a 1960’s ranch style home, furnished with patio furniture, a dark and gloomy place I...
Punk or Princess?

Punk or Princess?

This week I got to be eleven. I went with two dear friends to see the movie ‘Beauty and the Beast.’ It was like role reversal for me. Back a hundred years ago, I went to an ‘R’ rated movie (A Clockwork Orange) when I was 14….and they thought I was 18 (it...
Back in the saddle again….

Back in the saddle again….

I returned back from Colorado, only to find that the Gumpster had mysteriously become possessed by either An alien A nice demon Guilt Fear of me not returning There were flowers awaiting my arrival…yes, I said flowers. The house was tidy, not clean, but tidy. There...
Buddy, can you spare a carrot?

Buddy, can you spare a carrot?

It’s so difficult to write this as I am having trouble containing my excitement….Beyoncé (she is so famous, that her name is in this program’s dictionary) is having twins….wow! Seriously?……this is the important news of today? Look, I’m no expert, and I must not use...