2 be Bliss, as I dance along the road to Nirvana...

Well everyone, it's after midnight so it's officially March 31. I was doing quite well until I checked my e-mail a few minutes ago. A dear friend had sent me an e-mail on March 26 saying her mom died last week. I loved my friend's mom. She was a tiny funny and formidable woman from Peru. She spoke very little English. Her native tongue was Quechua. We called her Mamita. She and I communicated with hugs, smiles, and my broken Spanish. I met her in the early 90s. So long ago... Mamita was almost 110. Her health had been fragile for many years but somehow it seemed she would outlive us all. I can't stop crying. 

Good evening folks. I hope everyone is doing well. I am and I'm thankful. Yesterday's (Thursday's) date was pleasant. We had lunch at a popular venue in the Big City. After lunch, we walked the mall and window shopped. Next he took me to run a few errands. I was able to get the eggs I forgot the other day as well as some needed storage items. There was also a visit to the hardware store for a filter for my shower head. All in all, a good day. 😁 Amen.

Oh my goodness y'all! I just saw Detective Ed Green  take one to the chest on Law & Order's Tombstone episode. It was so shocking (but not totally unexpected) that I let out an expletive and screamed. I literally had to put my hand over my mouth because my windows are open. Yes, it was a repeat but an episode I'd never seen before. I was so freaked that I had to do some research because I thought he was gonna die and my heart couldn't take it. Thankfully (even though the series ended years ago), I learned that the actor (Jesse L. Martin) just needed some time off to do something else. Why did they scare me like that?  😩 It's bad enough Lenny Briscoe retired recently. Now this. 😞 Oh well... It's the next episode and Fontana already has a new partner. So on to real life events.  😁 I had a really good day today and I'm thankful. 🎉🎉🎉 The one smelly was not being able to remember my dreams when I woke up but que sera, sera y'...

Hello, hello, hello everyone! It's an overcast, threatening-to-rain kinda day here is my neighborhood. The sun peeked out a few times but the cloud cover has thickened so it's a struggle. I'll say there are moments of intense brightness. Right now it's still cool in here. I have the ceiling fans going in every room and it feels good. Almost too cool but not quite. The forecast is for 76 degrees and the humidity is on the high end -- 69 percent. I'm hoping it doesn't start to feel like high humidity because I don't like high humidity. I prefer drier, which is why I miss living in the desert. Although I still have a whole lot of filing to finish, I'm taking a break to watch Women's List: American Masters . It's enlightening and empowering. Of course it's also bringing the tears. These women are phenomenal. There's a pilot, a comedian, an actor, a scientist, a fashion designer, a former secretary of state... Check it out y...

Good afternoon and Happy Saturday y'all. Power to the people! ✊🏽✊🏿✊🏻✊ I'm thankful to be in a jolly mood today. No tears yet. Today is a busy day for me: re-packaging the meats for the freezer, laundry, filing, a bit of cleaning, taking out the trash, tightening my locs... Yesterday was busy too. I did about a month's worth of shopping in a few days: my local healthy goods store, Aldi, TJMaxx, Ross, Dollar Tree, lunch at Chipotle. I spent a couple of hundred bucks, excluding lunch. Most of it was spent on groceries; some was spent on one small gift for each of my grand dogs. The babies: one girl (top) and one boy (bottom). I no longer like pets in my living space because fur, parasites, fleas, vet visits, cleaning up the poop of another living being... No thank you. Growing up and into my early 20s, I had cats. I adored them; they loved me too, in their own way. (You cat people out there know what I mean.) But once Baby Bliss was born, I lost th...

Hello folks. It's me. I was wondering if any of you were wondering where I am and how I'm doing. Yes? Me too. Some of you may already know that March is an emotionally difficult time for me. It's the month Mr. Bliss went into hospital, then hospice; on the last day of the month, he took his final breath and traveled to the other side with my uncle. Why do I say "with my uncle", you ask? It's because one day when he was in hospital, we were having a conversation and he began talking about a man he'd been seeing. When I questioned him (who, when, where), he said my uncle's name. My uncle, one of my father's many brothers, has been dead for many many years and Mr. Bliss had never met him. Perhaps he had heard me talk about my uncle but I can't be sure. I don't recall talking about my uncle much at all. In fact, he might have died before I met Mr. Bliss. Regardless, I was shocked when my husband called my uncle's name...