Although diagnosed with prostate cancer, I wasn't ready to give up sex. After surgery, it took me awhile to get back to myself, but with hard work, therapy, and a positive attitude, it did happen. I write to help me remember and share, hoping we both get some laughs along the way. AKA ADVENTURES OF A CANCER STUD. I am now writing The Gay Detective. Soon I will link all my blogs together to one spot.
Wednesday, December 3, 2014
Fantasy Fest Key West 2014
Each year Key West puts on Fantasy Fest, a 10 day themed celebration, which culminates in a parade of colorful floats down Duval Street. This year's 36th theme was Anime Dreams and Adventures. I was honored to be part of the Minions who represented Marc House, a local non-profit organization that serves the needs of adults with developmental disabilities.
Jeff, a member of the team, put together a short film, to give you an idea of the event. The women on the float did the can-can while the guys marched and danced along side it. Our float's theme was Moulin Rouge. Enjoy it.
Thursday, November 27, 2014
Happy Thanksgiving from our family to yours
HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE!!
Tuesday, March 4, 2014
Happy Paczki or Happy Jelly Donut Day
Happy Ponchki Day,
I spelled it trying to get the English sounding word for Jelly Donuts.
I'm originally from Detroit and I can remember the many times I stood in Kowalski's line to pick up 2 or 3 dozen donuts. Once I brought them home, they disappeared within an hour. Today, I will be searching for a bakery to locate some but if I can't, I will stop by Dunkin' Donuts and pretend.
Friday, January 31, 2014
Cosmic Waiter.....
And where did January go? Good question. To me, it was Christmas, then New Year's and I thought I was starting the year well, which is what I think every year, but once the month of January had gone by, I wondered, Is this going to be like the others?
Met someone, fell in love, had an unforgivable argument, split up, broke my heart. That was my first month.
Returned to my book, found editors, researched self-publication, e-books, and concept developers.
Agonized over covers and colors and titles.
My dog had surgery, was healing well, developed an infection, and was put on 4 antibiotics and is still recovering.
I continue to think positive, throwing my orders out to the cosmic waiter and waiting for the right one to come back.
It will happen. I just have to wait.
Maybe I have the wrong waiter. Is that possible?
Labels:
break-ups,
cosmic waiter,
New Year,
romance,
self-publishing
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