It’s a been a while but today I felt the need to talk about my three marriages. My first one, Jack, I met in Santa Cruz mountains. We were at a dance and I was watching him dance with turns out his sister. They were very good together doing the jitter bug. I’ve always loved dancing so I was very impressed. We started talking and he was a rival of my high school in San Francisco. I went to Lincoln high and he went to Washington high. We continued  seeing each other and we enjoyed each others company. We could talk about anything so marriage felt pretty good to me even at 17. On Halloween I was watching him interact with the children that came to their door and he was so good with them, I knew he would make a terrific father. Sorry to say that wasn’t where his heart was. 

My second husband was my next door neighbor. My oldest daughter would go visit him and I guess he was impressed by the way I was raising her. He thought I was an exceptional mother. My children have always come first so that was quite flattering. About then my first marriage was falling apart. He wanted to keep having children until I had a boy. The problem was he didn’t pay attention to the girls he had, so to make a long story short I told him I wanted a divorce. He knew I was friends with the man next door and I’m pretty sure he thought we were having an affair, but the truth was, he was impotent. We were married for ten years and never had intercourse. But I loved him. I still do but that also ended in divorce. After ten years and my oldest leaving home because she wanted to get to know her dad better. He decided that he needed new rules for my remaining daughter. There was nothing wrong with her. She was a young teenager, crazy about music and her friends. She didn’t do drugs and wasn’t pregnant so when I put my foot down to his rules, he said “do it my way, or get out”. So I did. 

The only reason I married my third husband was because I was afraid I couldn’t support my daughter on my own. As it was that only lasted four years. That was a nightmare. So at three strikes you’re out I decided it was time to be on my own. My daughter was living with her boyfriend by then and I was doing okay. I’ve never been rich or even well off but that was never a priority. I just wanted a roof over my head and food to eat.

Getting back to my whole food plant base life style I went back to a regular diet minus gluten and dairy and sugar. And oh no processed food. I cook everything from scratch.

I’ve been trying to find a way of life to help my arthritis and so far I know gluten is bad and so is sugar. I’m pretty sure dairy is too but it’s hard to resist an occasional bite of cheese.

I also think I’m getting the signs of anemia again so I’m back on meat. There is so much controversy about what food you should and shouldn’t eat I may have to stay away from YouTube for a while.

I’m drawing a lot. I belong to an ATC group which is trading cards. I did 145 drawing s of pets for some of the people that belong to that group and I enjoyed it tremendously. Ready for my next adventure. But at 77 it probably won’t be too strenuous.

As of today October 18th I have completed over 200 pet drawings and one baby.