LIVING A CAVALIER LIFE
I’m just a little cavalier about it all…
So… Who is Donna Cavalier anyway?
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Did I Ever Mention I Am Not A Good Cook?
Read more: Did I Ever Mention I Am Not A Good Cook?I grew up just as fast food became the latest fad, and being the youngest child, Mom was ready to let someone else cook much of the time. For years, I lived off of Frosted Brown Sugar Cinnamon PopTarts, McDonalds, and the occasional can of Pork and Beans or Stuffed Crabs to round out my…
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Life Is A Gumbo Pot – A Little Of This And A Dash Of That
Read more: Life Is A Gumbo Pot – A Little Of This And A Dash Of ThatHow did nine months zoom by since the last post? Life just happens, I guess, and I got caught up in the daily whirlwind. Now, though, I want to take a moment to get you caught up with the Cavalier life. Since last November: Gail Creating Art Gail, my sweet, talented wife, seriously pursued her…
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I’m Scared. I Mourn. I Cry.
Read more: I’m Scared. I Mourn. I Cry.I feel the fear right now. The same fear as I felt then. It threatens to overwhelm me. I’m scared to say these words out loud.
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The Sauce Connoisseur
Read more: The Sauce ConnoisseurMy friends visit one of those fancy schmancy movie theaters for the first time. Put this country couple in a new situation, and sauciness ensues!
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The Art Within Our Souls
Read more: The Art Within Our SoulsArtists pour their souls out onto life’s canvas in a swirling, often tumultuous rhythm. In response, we inhale their chaos, mix it with our own creativity, as well as that of all the symphonic masterpieces which we’ve absorbed in the past. Whether the art is one of paint or plaster, music or steel, textual or…
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The View From The Back Seat
Read more: The View From The Back SeatControl Issues vs. Panic Attacks. When opposing forces tug at you, it’s a difficult position to be in. Goofy distractions bring serenity.
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When Being Polite Turns A Dangerous Corner
Read more: When Being Polite Turns A Dangerous CornerBeing endlessly polite is ingrained in me….a part of my upbringing. But the fear of being rude could easily prevent me from escaping a dangerous situation.
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Honey, I Forgot How To Sit
Read more: Honey, I Forgot How To SitWhoops! Add a bruised ego to an awkward moment, and a whole lotta comfort is needed. Wrap me in a little peace, y’all!
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Thoughts On Days Off and Off Days
Read more: Thoughts On Days Off and Off DaysThoughts on having off days and days off. In my case, one led to another. That’s just the kind of weekend I had.