Some days you have it, some days you don’t …

“It’s nice to be wanted. To be longed for, at that …” OK. Wait. Sorry Daily Prompt, but I simply can’t adhere to today’s theme and write a post as if my coffee cup was the one doing the writing/talking. I can’t … my mind isn’t working right this morning. You know how some days…

Fast as lightening, skinny as a stick

My daughter is 5’7 – maybe even 5’8. She is smart (unfortunately for me a little too damn smart at times); thin and muscular (she’s an athlete; probably weighs 130 pounds, wears a size 2); she is nice (to everyone except her 12-year old sister); she is beautiful (really, I’m not just saying that ‘cause…