I love to wake up; rock hard
In another life I must have worked for a radio station. Or maybe I will in my next life.
Tag: wake up
Let it go already
I know I’ve mentioned this before, in fact, I’m possibly repeating myself almost verbatim here. I have a hard time letting go. “Holding anger is a poison…It eats you from inside…We think that by hating someone we hurt them…But hatred is a curved blade…and the harm we do to others…we also do to ourselves.” ~ […]
Tighten up
On the radio this morning (“wake up; rock hard”): “But he smells like ranch dressing!” Love it. (And the kid with the tonka truck could SO be my son. Ahem.) PPS: I’ll save you searching for her, Carlotta Bosch plays the hot mom.