The Kalahari Honeybushes started up in 2005, only to die a slow and natural death because we bitches are all incredibly busy! Jordana's husband got sick, but we needled him back to health. Dayna switched jobs (and thank God, because the last one was just nuts), and Paula got a new job (I will try to make a success out of a near impossible task). Through it all, we're still here and I hope still able to write.
Many thoughts are swirling through my head; none fit for family consumption (they don't REALLY want to know what I'm thinking - not really). More to come, but right now I need more wine, I must finish folding the laundry, and I wish I could get my hands on a hot boy. Oh well...at least the laundry will be folded and I can have more wine.
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It is good to be back and to have life somewhat back to normal. I am amzed that we three have been friends for over 30 years. You are such a blessing in my life and i promise to do better with posting and the writing. It's been so long since i did a poem, i've almost forgotten.
I'm glad that posting worked. Now on to the life experiences of the last few days, where to I begin? Well, let us start with a few facts: As I read my posting again, I realize that I can not spell, thank God for spell-check; I have a beautiful, talented, focused, giving daughter; she is an only child; I am menopausal!
Now, emotionally for me, being menopausal means I don't always pass information/questions/requests through a loving-filter. My responses are raw! Like yours would be if someone asked you a dumb-ass question, first thing in the morning; before you are completely awake and have had a chance to have your morning time along with your coffee; never mind that it's 5:00 in the evening, time is irrelevant.
I have to correct myself. The main operational filter is the WTF filter. To make a long story short, if daughter's wanted a loving response from mother's then they should address their mother's properly. When daughter's address their mother's, like they would anyone else on the street, then they awaken the Menopausal WTF bitch. God Bless us all!
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