February 21, 2010When I met John Bear I didn’t have non-stop butterflies jumping around in my stomach. I didn’t ache or pine for him. I didn’t daydream about him, waiting for him to call. Instead, I felt like a level-headed woman, slowly falling for someone who swept me away with his generosity, kind spirit, sweet surprises and [...]
August 15, 2008I just don’t get it. My ex-husband was definitely a bad boy. Tattoos from head to toe, actually to his butt. He passed out at a party and someone tattooed a Care Bear heart on his ass. But I didn’t see that until it was too late. The bad boys can disguise themselves but as single moms that can be bad news!
