Z is for Zodiac

Here we are on Z in the A-Z Blog Hop. I’m sad it’s the last one. I’ve enjoyed each and every letter. Today’s letter Z, for me, stands for Zodiac and I’m going to make it special by ending it with my first give-away! (For those of you who read yesterday’s post On The Receiving . . . → Read More: Z is for Zodiac

X is for Extra

Once again I’m taken by surprise that it’s Friday already. (Ironically it’s Sunday – but I did remember the Friday blog hop) Last week I completely missed Friday and it seems so long ago, I can’t even remember why. I do remember the blog hop letter was W and I had some interesting thoughts about . . . → Read More: X is for Extra

T is for Turkey’s

Welcome to this week’s A-Z blog hop. The letter of the week is T, and for me, T is for turkeys.

The wild turkeys have been running rampant on the Cape. It seems like every neighborhood has their own flock and they migrate from yard to yard. I am absolutely amazed when I see . . . → Read More: T is for Turkey’s

And The Winner Is…

Most of you know every Friday I participate in an A-Z Blog Hop. (See previous post.) I add my post to the chain on Friday and over the weekend I go back and click on each blog in the chain to see what other people came up with for the letter of the week. I . . . → Read More: And The Winner Is…

“Q” is Worth 10

It’s fun Friday! Welcome to the A-Z blog hop. This week’s letter is Q.

In Words With Friends the letter Q is coveted because it’s worth ten points, but it’s also dreaded because it’s very hard to use. Unless you know the words “qi” and “qat”, you have to have a “u” to use . . . → Read More: “Q” is Worth 10

N is for Needs

Welcome to the fun Friday A-Z blog hop. This weeks letter is N and “Needs” came to mind when thinking about being able to find and follow one’s passion. While driving, I remembered Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs I studied way back when in college. (I’m amazed I still remember these things – back then . . . → Read More: N is for Needs

Why Believe?

I was brought up a believer – in Jesus Christ, that is. There was never a doubt in my mind from the time I was seven years old in First Communion Class in the Catholic Church that Jesus Christ, and God, His father, made me. The nun would ask, “Who made you?”, and in all . . . → Read More: Why Believe?