Bossymamma's Fibromyalgia Diary
Hello, I’m back.
It’s been a while, hasn’t it? A long while.
In my last post I mentioned the theory that perhaps my Fibromyalgia would be gone with, what some perceived, as the cause gone. 719 more words
1 day, 21 hours ago
everywhere and nowhere
Moran heard the shout.
He’d been following Foster, an incompetent junior officer, who for the first time had made a suggestion in the Castle Killer case that wasn’t as entirely ridiculous as usual. 106 more words
4 days, 16 hours ago
The Chaotic Soul
Day 19 | Letter: S 1,031 more words
5 days ago
The Reluctant Reproductionist
29 March 2014
The day’s not over yet, folks.
Just as I’m finishing up my dinner alone by the pool, the shuffle of feet makes me look up. 909 more words
5 days, 17 hours ago
Our Kind of Awesome Productions
Changing a tire in the rain
only to find it is rusted solid to the well,
now using words I probably shouldn’t
while my wife calls for roadside assistance. 108 more words
6 days, 5 hours ago
The dilemma of life has come to a stage
From where there’s no escape.
Where one part of it wants to play,
The other says it has grown so aged. 95 more words
1 week ago
I am a pro at making scrambled eggs. If you need anything mixed together, I’m your girl, provided you don’t mind how I mix it together. 208 more words
1 week, 4 days ago