Just turned 48 years old a few days ago and starting to reflect on a life lived. Not spectacularly, or fearlessly, but a life just the same. Living in a small town in central Illinois, working with my Husband in our Clock Shop listening to the time tick by and by.
Yes, the blog title may seem a bit R rated, but it is perfectly decent. I will tell the stories leading to the title soon, but the meaning is to surround yourself with people that want to know you for you, not for what you can give them.