Second Chances: Entry #21 I Really Thought I Had You.

I mean come on, my offer of my two children (with red hair) dancing a jig is not even tempting? Not even one little tiny bit? Seriously? I mean what else can I offer? You want me to do a jig? Wow. I. Just. Can’t. You see my pelvic pain is still not completely well and, well, it would not be pretty at all. I always wanted to be a dancer, ever since I was a little girl. But I digress. Often. Let’s see now, where were we? Oh yeah, that list. That dirty little list. You know, the one with the easy steps to get you started on the best journey of your life? No, I am not exaggerating. If you are hurting like I was, you will know what I mean. There is nothing quite like the pain down there. If you don’t have it, well God bless you, it is nothing I would wish even on my worst enemy. Not that you’re my enemy. Oh shoot, well I better end this post, I am starting to ramble.
Please just do me a favor and click on this little list so we can get this show started! Thank you very very much.
Love, from the Father of Lights and me,  Paula Baron