My mind is muddied from too much talking.
....too many ideas.
....got Frankee, got her husband Mark Ryder...
....got plenty of events planned as they become busier & more successful , but so what....?
Actually it's sort of boring to explain that Frankee's husband begins to resent her because she choreographs and performs as a dancer, better than he does. It happens often with "TEAMS" in business together
SO...why am I writing this ? Work at a keyboard isn't exciting. The page that ends up existing is not thrilling. There's no suspense. I am not bored with the plot but there's NOT more to describe. -
Guys, it's a committment to write about myself. Not what I wear, or the lipstick, eye shadow, and glossy stuff that makes MY features gleam, I am determined to reveal what I am, who I am and who, why, and what I do, or what aspects of what I do or don't do, is me -- THE REAL, REALLY TRULY ME. Why?
Because it might inspire you, the reader, to talk realistically , comment realistically, reveal realistically why you visit the comments of so many strangers and spend a lot of time reading and pondering what they express.
WHO IS THE REAL REALLY TRULY Y-O-U?