Wow! Here I am again. Twice in one month. I shock myself. It's going to be a little bit of this and a little bit of that...

Another great movie to watch..."Invincible" with Mark Walberg. Great flick and I'd even let my 11 year old daughter see it...if she wanted to.

If I hear the phrase "Live your own truth" or anything like it, one more time, I think I'll puke. There is only one truth from the Creator of the universe Himself. God almighty. By everyone "living their own truth" we've got chaos, immorality, crime, abuse, murder, broken families and a host of other problems. By the way, Satan loves that phrase.

Last night as I left the bathroom, about to crawl into bed, it dawned on me how alike I am to my 13 year old son—Puberty vs. pre-Menopause. He has moody moments, I have moody moments (hours...no...make that days). He's growing up, I'm growing out and down and he's getting whiskers and I'm getting whiskers and yes, I lean over the sink, crank my neck to stare into the mirror at just the right angle so I can pluck each and every one. By the time I'm done my knees are stiff from bending in a way that isn't normal and my neck hurts. At least my pimples have gone away. Whoopty Dang Do.

Update on my "Fitness Club Experience". I am on my way to a hard body. I am enjoying the yoga classes very much and I am now lifting weights. So far, so good. Thankfully, I've yet to repeat the pain of that first week. Evidently all my "lactic acid" is now gone from my "muscle tissue". Are you impressed?

That's all for now.
Peace to you