Stories of cats breaking into people’s lives — I am convinced that there is a universal cat distribution system that sends people cats when they need them. I keep meeting people who had no intention of owning a cat. …

I’m doing this for him — “Your body is not a temple, it’s an amusement park. Enjoy the ride.” ― Anthony Bourdain, Kitchen Confidential: Adventures in the Culinary Underbelly My husband’s birthday is coming soon. Since we only took a few days of vacation this year to attend a writer’s retreat, I want to take him…

Leaders cannot allow sexual harassment in their organization — Being a Leader is more than telling people what to do. Once you know of immoral activity, you must act. “Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, it will not get better. It’s not.”— Dr. Seuss I was working as a Director. My boss, one of the…

Yet another feel-good story from Toni — You will have to forgive me when I post stories that make me smile. I want to pass the smiles along. These stories are not money-makers; they are for fun. I saw this content on Facebook and immediately gave money to the rescue. I registered both of my cats with…

Let’s put a smile on that face — If you are not up to date, like me, then you have probably missed an ongoing war raging on Twitter, aka X, and TikTok right now. Yesterday, my granddaughter sent me the best humor from the war. I laughed for a full two minutes. …

Amusing me was not his objective that afternoon — “Sometimes, just for fun, I type some random, silly word in front of the word porn and google it. Just to see if it exists. Because that means people out there are getting off on it. So I googled Nazi porn. Yupp. It exists. Then I googled goldfish porn. Yupp…

I’m the fakest fake faker you will ever meet — Dear Granny Mary, Your advice is often right, but I must disagree with your answer to the person who was faking being a victim of the Imposter Syndrome. Granny, can I call you Granny? Faking imposter syndrome can be a lucrative activity. I know as I pretend to be a person with Imposter…

Every August is a month of pain — “Everyone keeps telling me that time heals all wounds, but no one can tell me what I’m supposed to do right now. Right now, I can’t sleep. It’s right now that I can’t eat. Right now, I still hear his voice and sense his presence, even though I know he’s…

Freedom poem — She was laughing I did not know why This was a funeral For her dad Who molested her for years There were seven people here Not her mom, not her brothers He was one mean, mean man I was there for her, not for him I stood by her side as she laughed He held her captive even after she…