Make new Friends, keep The old, One Is Silver, the Other Gold. -song by someone other than me.

Make new Friends, keep The old, One Is Silver, the Other Gold. -song by someone other than me.

Hey Google, set timer for two minutes. (Gratitude Rant-ready, set, go.)

“Make New Friends, and Keep the Old, One is Silver and the Other’s Gold.”-song by somebody other than me.

Well for starters it’s Sunday and I woke up. 

That’s a good thing. 

And then there’s these dogs surrounding me oh my God they’re so stinking cute 

and then there’s their mom who just put whipped cream in a bowl for the cat it’s putting Marlin Perkins’ on Mutual of Omaha’s Wild Kingdom shame. 

Anyway I get to meet a friend today.

I get to go outside today. 

I get to say these things to you today

 and for all of it I’m grateful. 

I’m grateful that when I went to sleep around 9:00 I didn’t wake up again until 6:30 and I slept so hard it was like I woke up in my own bed and that never happens. 

I’m grateful for yesterday 

yesterday what a treat I was surrounded by people 

From all throughout my history 

from 30 years to 4 years to 2 weeks old -silver and gold. Precious. 

A gift by Linda thank you for that 

and so much more in the way of gifts that are intangible yet bigger than life. 

Being in that creative space around those people creating 

there’s nothing like it 

it’s better than an opium den or a crack house I guess I don’t know I haven’t ever been to each but I can use my imagination there are some things I have done that can give me an idea. 

I digress. 

Happy Sunday everybody 

I don’t know how much time I have left but I know I have more than the rest of this 2 minutes 

or at least I assume so and with that I plan to milk this s*** out of that time for the rest of it as long as I’m up right and breathing in this go round 

I wish you all the best Sunday as you move forward 

I’m going to look at the sunlight and I know it’s where you are too if it’s behind a cloud peel it apart with your fingers that’s time 

got to go for now 

love you all bye

Satitude Gratitude Rant

Satitude Gratitude Rant

Hey Google, set timer for two minutes.

Good Times Saturday Gratitude Rant.

Well it’s Saturday that’s a good thing for one. 

The second good thing is the fact that I’m still alive because I drove through Little Rock last night. 

Thank God I made it. I did talk to the pavement and myself and the air and a lot of people on the phone so thanks to everybody who helped me stay alive. 

I left my house in Florida at 6:00 a.m. and after driving through Alabama, Mississippi, Tennessee and Arkansas,I rolled into Tulsa, Oklahoma where I’m staying at 11:00 p.m. on fumes. 

I’m so grateful because on that ride I had so many people to talk to and so much loud music to sing with and semis to I don’t know say bad things about 

and I’m just really grateful to be alive. 

Note to self and you’re my witness next time I come to Tulsa I’m going to do it on a vehicle that has wings. 

Today I get to go to Stuff Dreams Are Made of 

Today I get to be out in the sunshine 

Today I get to bask in the love in the house where I’m staying with the fur babies that are treated like royalty as well they should be 

Today I get to be surrounded by love in that house 

Today I get to have celebration that my body got to sleep on the best TempurPedic mattress on the planet 

Today I get to find out what the universe has in store and I can’t wait. 

And today I get to be

 I get to see color 

I get to play in the paint 

I get to draw I get to laugh 

I get to do whatever the hell I want. 

Because why?
Because I can,  that’s why. 

And for all that freedom and 

all that privilege and 

all the joy that’s coming and 

the good food alongside that 

I am grateful infinity.

 I hope wherever you are 

whatever you’re doing 

whatever you’re looking at 

you look for the best parts of it 


that’s time love you on a Saturday morning 

bye for now



Hey Google set timer for 2 minutes. 

Gratitude Rant

G for Google 

G for Grateful 

G for Golly Gee whiz boy did I 


GIFTED yesterday. I 

Got a hat that says 

GIRL on it 

Got a sweat suit that says 

GIFTED let’s talk about that shall we? Sure. I’m 

GIFTED. Is that okay to say out loud? 

Gosh it sure is. Why? Because if you believe in something that starts with a 

G that’s where those

GIFTS come from silly. We’re supposed to celebrate them and own them and share them and express them as our GIFTS back to whoever or whatever we believe made all this 

Good stuff for 

Goodness sake,  so I’m 

Going on the road because I 

Get to 

Go to Oklahoma and I 

Get to see my friends and I 

Get to see my daughter and I 

Get to see my art community and I 

Get to miss my cat and I 

Get to miss the beach and that’s all 

Good news because why? Because I have a

Great life that I’ve created  and it’s 

Good to know that I’ve made something I love so much that I 

Get to miss it. 

Gratitude? you betcha!  It’s 

Givingthanks week after all. I like the word appreciation too but we’re sticking with the letter 

G for 


G for 

Great (I am leaving this next three words here because they are NOT the words I typed…you can decide what that GIFT might be…)

Jesus for Greatness 

G is for 


G is for 

GIFTS. Celebrate all of that in you and around you today. That’s time! I’m 

Going to drive now. Hey 

Google Maps 

Get me to Tulsa Oklahoma safely. Hey Universe. Thanks in advance for doing that.

11-17-2022 Gratitude Rant

11-17-2022 Gratitude Rant

Gratitude Rant 11-17-2022 

Hey Google set timer for 2 minutes.  

Thanks so much to the universe for yesterday  

and young people  

and sweatshirts with messages 

and Beignets and Billy Preston  

and layers of clothes and lots of love  

and photos and tree ornaments and ideas and friends 

and cats so much for the cats  

and Light  

and did I mention layers  

and travels that’ll be safe  

and oxygen  

and things to look forward to and plans  

and paint and bright colors  

and that’s time but thank God it’s not all of it.  

gosh I’m glad about those bright colors 

and food  

and oh my gosh sushi sushimoto sushi 

and music and entertaining  

and I get to host trivia tonight  

and I get to make people laugh  

and I get to sing harmony  

and I get to drink coffee soon that hasn’t happened yet  

and I get to Marvel at the fact that this morning I had so much good stuff come out of me in the form of telling my story I had to do it by voice because it just came so fast  

and oh by the way I get to see my daughter 

 this is definitely not in order because that gets to happen on Thanksgiving  

and I haven’t seen her beautiful spirit and soul since May  

and I get to be loved on by two really big dogs for the entire time I’m in Tulsa  

Ruggles is a Bernese mountain dog that looks like a Snufflufagus  

and his sister Luna who covers me  

Much love on this Friday Eve to you wherever you are  

and your assignment today is to see how many colors of pink you can see in the world as you go forward. 

Selkie: My Memoir

Selkie: My Memoir

Just 8 months ago, I wanted to die and I had a plan to do it. I have suffered a progressively worsening suicidal ideation since postpartum depression 25 years ago.

I went for help and I got it.

4 years ago, I began my memoir. And when I got out of the hospital in February of 2022, I began a modern medical breakthrough therapy that put my long-standing treatment resistant depressive illness to bed. No more wanting to die way more wanting to live out loud as much as humanly possible.

In May of 2022, the stars aligned and I was connected to a literary mentor in London who was looking for stories that needed to be told in the form of a book.

I have worked feverishly since that time to bring my memoir to a place where I can submit a sample of my writing to literary agents in order to be published and get the word out as to what someone can recover from and find joy, in spite of it all.

I lost my father and best friend at age 7, my family pretty much fell apart, I coped through alcohol and anorexia and spending. I’ve had breast cancer I’ve had a miscarriage, I’ve had two marriages over half my life come to an end. And through it all, I have had an ass kicking take no names depressive illness.

Today, I received the final edit from my friend Susan in London who has been my mentor. And I’m going to sharepart of her note to mehere because this is where my gratitude lies today. For the work I’ve done, for the gift of the universe to match me up with this person, and all of the people who I know will be helped when they read my story.

The current working title is Selkie: A Memoir of Overcoming. The images shown here came from that hospital stay and are dated February 27th 2022. On one side, was the coloring sheet provided to those of us there to heal. And it was when I turned it over, and drew that sketch, that I truly think I pushed off the bottom for the last time.

Here’s part of the message I received today from Susan, who I lovingly call S.

“I want you to know that I feel inspired just thinking of your story to this point – not only what you’ve contended with in the course of life, but the talent and dedication you have shown me in the course of our working together. So many people make commitments, and they don’t keep them – they don’t do the things they said they would do, at the time they said they’d do them. You do. You’re standing really tall.

It’s quite emotional to be at this point! Thank you so much for working with me, and being ever-responsive to my feedback and editorial suggestions all along. You’re a highly capable writer, and time is going to show that to the world.


And for all of these things- past, present, future – my life, my pain, my joy – every bit of it has been useful and purposeful and helpful and has made me who I am today and for all of that I am eternally grateful.

If anyone who reads this is suffering from a treatment resistant depressive illness, please message me and I’m happy to share what I have found to work for me. Never give up. Always go for help. You’re here for a reason even if you don’t know it. I do.

Happy New Everything 2022-

Happy New Everything 2022-

Apparently, I’ve been raptured LOL.

Funny story here… My mom became born again as a Christian in 1980 something. (Personally, I feel born again every morning when I get out of bed. I digress.)
At the time of mother’s enlightenment, my sister and I were young adults. It was not unusual to find brochures about the rapture laying around mother’s condo. My mom’s not-so-subliminal way of trying to make sure we were saved. (Like coupons, only better.)

“Cindy, (my name in a previous life,) There may come a time when you and I are at the movies and the Lord comes for me. So just be prepared because if that happens, you will look over to find my seat empty, with just my clothes in a pile where I used to be.” No embellishment. She really said that.

As a believer in something bigger than me, I pondered the arrogance of her remark. If your God teaches ‘judge not,’ who are you to say whether or not I get picked for the naked team up in Heaven!?!

Whatever you believe, Happy New Year. As for me in my house, I am open to all of it. I believe we are all walking each other home at some point anyway.

And in the meantime, I plan to continue to milk the shit out of my journey. Creating my happiness. Finding my joy. And practicing my bliss.Hap