Have I got a great tip for you readers. There’s a new mystery writer on the block and he’s writing some humdingers.
Well, at least Bobby Cole is new to me. The only thing I can think about is going to bed so I can continue reading one of his novels.
Which is exactly what I’m going to do right now. It’s currently 4:15 p.m. by the way. That should tell you how infatuated I am
Bobby Cole, author
I have become a devotee if Dina Proctor, author of best seller, “Madly Chasing Peace.” I stumbled upon her “3 x 3 meditation guide” several months ago and added it to my daily “to dos” with great results.
Springtime soirees in Mississippi usually include homemade ice cream and listening to cricket concerts at dusk. For the Magnolia Social Club it means that it’s time to “Go to Glory.”
I take back every negative comment I’ve ever made about Facebook because the website helped reunite me with a very good old friend who now lives in Memphis. (We agreed not to use the word ‘old’ but it seemed necessary.)
Nancy Kennedy and I met in a divorce recovery seminar about 15 years ago and the two of us recovered almost instantly when we became good friends and running mates. I’ll never forget the evening we went trick or
Isn’t it funny how the older we get, the less important it is to receive presents on your birthday – at least the material kind? I just turned onto Route 66 this morning (if you get my drift) and received a humdinger of a gift in the form of advice for living the next 365 days. Usually I balk at advice, preferring to dish it out ad nauseam. But this resonated in a big way.