....when most other things fail to do so.
Don't get me wrong, I have the same things to be grateful for that others cherish: life, vested-ness, a job, great kids, a place to live.
But sometimes, damnit, that's not enough. Sue me for not being uber-grateful 100 percent of the time.
Sometimes I need to channel my restless energy into Jeff Beck guitar riffs, the Boomer angst of the boss....or maybe even, the purely sexual intent of R Kelly.
You never know where my musical mood may land. That's why I love music. There are no limits.
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Sunday, August 22, 2010
Innagural Musings
mot·ley Pronunciation: \ˈmät-lē\
Function: adjective
Etymology: Middle English, perhaps from mot mote, speck
1 : variegated in color <a motley coat>
2 : composed of diverse often incongruous elements <a motley crowd>
At long last, I blog.
Motley seemed to be the best title....I am certainly composed of incongruous elements that don't usually make any sense (except to me).
What will I talk about? Being single, sexy and free. With a splash of motherhood, politics and current events.
My journey begins - here goes nothing!
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