Saturday night, I accompanied my husband to the Texas Motor Speedway for the NASCAR Sprint Cup races. Admittedly, this would not be my first choice for time spent with my guy (I much prefer a cozy restaurant). But, as many of you women know, sometimes we do a lot for the ones we love. 
A real treat was the Foreigner concert that preceded the races. Those songs brought back a lot of memories. (Hot Blooded and I Wanna Know What Love Is, for example.) Isn’t it crazy how a song can transport you back?
I wish all the memories of my young adult years were good ones. I’m sorry to say I spent a lot of time in too many bars and too many cars, know what I mean?
The manuscript I’m currently working on is about a group of gals who look for love in all the wrong places. Boy, can I relate.
I guess that’s why I write about messy lives….and eternal hope.
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Love it, love it, love it! Messy lives and eternal hope!!
Thanks, Julie. That’s just me….a hopeful messy!
The enemy is still stalking women, just like in the garden, except now it’s with sex instead of wisdom. Hmmmm. How low do we go?
Ha, and the garden was the first DIET a woman faced after eating the wrong thing. Now THAT is my issue….