Turning the Page
Two days ago, I made a big decision: I added a middle name to my facebook profile and became Cheryl Page DeWolfe. Within the first hour three people (including Kiddo) Continue Reading →
formerly Flotsam and Jetsam — Thoughts that float through my head like so much detritus
Two days ago, I made a big decision: I added a middle name to my facebook profile and became Cheryl Page DeWolfe. Within the first hour three people (including Kiddo) Continue Reading →
Dating and the Confident Girl Recently, I caved to my curiosity and installed Tinder on my phone, just to see “how bad can this really be?” — as it turns Continue Reading →
Forty seven is an odd number. It doesn’t yet roll off my tongue, but I’m so very grateful to be here. I have everything I need and virtually everything I Continue Reading →
It’s Pride Week and I have been asked a few times if I will be joining in the Pride Parade on Sunday. Thing is, in past years, no one ever asked me. Which begs the question, have I been more “out” lately? Or is it just that more people have climbed on the pride bandwagon? Continue Reading →
For those who have known me long enough, you’ll know that I was raised without any particular religious traditions. I tried going to Sunday School as a young child of Continue Reading →
I looked back at my posts in recent months and I can see my little BURSTS of “yeah! I wanna WRITE!!” where, once in a while, I manage to splat Continue Reading →
Sometimes people ask me how I could work for one employer for so long — I am an anomaly among my peers in that respect. I often answer frankly, inertia. Continue Reading →
This weekend, I had a bit of a meltdown. You might have called it a freak-out, rage outburst, a blown gasket or something less kind. At any rate, I would Continue Reading →