
Can a Pair of Purple Velvet Boots With Upturned Toes Turn Pain into Humor? I say YES! (It’s Worth a Try, Right?)
Can a Pair of Purple Vevlet Boots iwth Upturned Toes turn Pain into Humor? I say YES! (It’s Worth a Try, Right?)

Can a Pair of Purple Vevlet Boots iwth Upturned Toes turn Pain into Humor? I say YES! (It’s Worth a Try, Right?)
Increase what you love: Release what you don’t… and Stay in your lane!

Marci’s Declarations for the Perfect Revenge Body: Toned arms are out! Bat wings are in! Cellulite is gorgeous! Jiggly and Wiggly! I love it!

Thad died knowing that The Pink Panther Strikes Again was the funniest movie ever, Calvin and Hobbes were the greatest life teachers, Elvis was the best singer on the planet, John Wayne was the MAN, bacon was healthy, and saltines could solve any ailment, from headaches to the flu. And if you threw in some vanilla ice cream and marshmallows, well, you could pretty much cure anything. Add a little whipped cream and you’re talking about world peace.

Rainbows and waterfalls nd poetry heal me, but the best part was spending time with the ones I love, creating memories that can never be taken away.
So I just went out to help my Dad out of the car. He appeared to be talking on his phone, but when I got closer, I realized he was actually holding a package of tissues up to his mouth like a walkie-talkie and talking
Eleven Rules I never thought I’d make at my house: No dirty Navy songs at the dinner table. No gory stories to the children of missing limbs, bloody faces, missing ears from your years as a paramedic and a cop. No getting out of the
It’s going down for real! Last night at 1am, I was binge watching Grey’s Anatomy at 1am and happened to have my phone next to me. I have a Nest motion sensor camera in my parent’s room just in case they fall in the middle

Who knew that a speeding ticket would forever change my life for the better? Who knew that I was speeding right into magic that night?

I love my body, every delectable dimple, every juicy jiggle. It’s strong, healthy, vibrant, and sexy. It’s also not what we consider the ideal body in this day and age. My body would have been considered ideal in the 1950’s when Jane Russell was considered a bombshell. Of course I don’t have her tiny waist, so my body would have been considered even more ideal in prehistoric France when Venus De Willendorf and other fertility goddess statues were considered the ideal. Yes, abundant breasts, belly, hips and thighs…