The Fine Art of Piddling

Some of you may wonder what “piddling” means. According to the dictionary, one definition is “the wasting of time”. I am not one to argue with Mr. Webster but on this particular matter I must respectfully disagree. It’s Summer. I think it is a perfect time to discover your inner “piddler”. Because if you can’tContinue reading “The Fine Art of Piddling”

Cupid walks into a bar…

Cupid walks into a bar… I am not a natural joiner. If a picture really is worth a thousand words….. feast your eyes on my inner turmoil. I’m not even sure if it was a “nature” or “nurture” thing.  Clubs, workplaces, institutions and many “hoods” (like motherhood, wedded bliss – hood.) rejected me. On my own, I have rejectedContinue reading “Cupid walks into a bar…”