. . . and the one with the severely disabled son . . . and the one with the deaf mother. Yes, A LOT has happened. Now that we have that out of the way, let me tell you what else I am.
I'm a wife, proud mom, loyal like a dog to friends and brands, and I can't cook. I'm a fighter. A survivor. A champion of the people. I'm making lemonade out of lemons with both hands . . . and I wouldn't have it any other way! Scattered thunderstorms have tried to rain on my parade a few times, but I always manage to keep shining. Sometimes you need someone to say, “I will get you through this,” and that someone is me.
A lot of people have been asking my thoughts on the new World Health Organization (WHO) guidelines linking red and processed meat to an increased […]Read More