It's finally come to pass! Look out your window. Go ahead! Do you see that lady down the way ? Out in the middle of the street twirling in circles, arms stretched to the white clouds of winter.
That's me! I'm Celebrating! Throw your coat on and get out here!

I'm just a woman with a dream and here today that dream has come true. The first step of it anyway. So quickly , get down on your knees and pray with me." God please let Rose succeed. Amen!" I can see we're going to become great friends.

Isn't it funny how women bond? Think about it for a minute! It's not only the things we say...it's the way we say them.We have an understanding that no man will ever be able to decipher. Let's face it. Men think we talk in code!

Women have the natural ability to look at one thing and see another. We are able to flip through our memory banks, draw forth an entire occurrence and laugh out loud with renewed surprise. Our husbands always look away from the television long enough to toss us a disturbed glance and say nothing. We of course know they are thinking.."Are you nuts ?" Or how about the times they catch us on the phone with our best friend revealing a tid bit of ( guess what my husband did today?). They immediately ask us if we have to tell her everything. We just smile , give them our best dumfounded look and say "I don't tell her EVERYTHING!" And they believe us.

It's also amazing to me the extent we go to in order to save a little money for emergencies.

If men only knew about the stash we have hidden away!

My Aunt Lillie used to wrap the cash up in butcher's paper and label it..HAMB...To keep track of the amount she'd hand write 100% pure beef or 1.29 per lb. on the package .

I remember her telling mom that Uncle Junior told her to switch butchers that his prices were getting too high.

How about those of us who are so good at hiding things we forget where we hid them?

I had that happen to me. I had finally accumulated five twenty dollar bills. I rolled them until they were the size of a drinking straw. That's all I remember to this day. When it does cross my mind I still think I must have tucked them inside a curtain rod. A curtain rod that I'll never see again!

Well! It's been good talking to you. Please drop in anytime and visit.

Write when you can.

P.S. Tell the big guy and the kids I said hello!

Your friend...Rose