Shake a Leg

I always thought Paul should have been a Police Officer. Those that know the old Paul well should be laughing hysterically at that admission. But my husband was a backseat driver and wouldn’t hesitate to let me know if I was going even a single kilometre over the speed limit. It got worse as heContinue reading “Shake a Leg”

Craving Love

I have been struggling so much to write this blog. I have written, re-written, deleted, screamed, kicked the chair, made a coffee, re-write, delete, made another coffee, had a shower, played a game on my phone, delete, re-write, counted the tiles on the floor and then do it all over again. Why? Because I’m soContinue reading “Craving Love”