As we move into Christmas, I’ve got time to tell y’all more of my business so today I’ll share how Teddy Ruxpin, and my writing, almost got me put in foster care. :::: Dark humor warning, skip it if that’s not your thing. I’m not trying to traumatize anybody::: Picture
The following story let me know that once a Paralegal, always one and Private Investigator should be a next step licensure path. This incident followed by a call to my consulting firm asking me to find out about someone had me check what it takes to get licensed in my
The Dream I had a wild dream last night (as usual) but this time I had a different energy. An emergency was happening outside of the building I was in, I could see it through the window. I noticed that everybody was just in shock so I hollered “Did anybody
Even though my momma and her sisters, and their mothers and their sisters stitched the panels, fabricated the release buttons, developed the little strap to tuck it away when it’s not raining, proposed its alternative uses to block sun AND rain
Do you remember rattan furniture? (stay with me). Grownig up I had this rattan rocking chair that sat in the corner of the TV room. It was my favorite place to sit. Not because it was comfortable, but because I have a sensory thing that was satisfied when I ran the back of an ink pen across the holes. One day a strand popped in the chair
So, I’m telling you this story how it was told to me. My friend was about 6 years old. According to them it was a normal day, and they were out running errands with their parent. This is the 90s so getting left in the car while your parents go
Black Maggie 