Driving with Groovy Gail
At the age of sixteen, I received my driver’s license. The man who granted me this privilege, literally said, during...
Who, What, Where and When?
When I was in high school, freshman year, I went to a journalism conference at a nearby university. I was...
10 Things
I find it absolutely amazing how much my relationship with my brother has evolved. Back in the day, he hated...
The Last Pączki
Pączki are deep-fried pieces of dough shaped into spheres, filled with a sweet jelly or cream and are usually covered with powdered sugar or glaze. For...
Plan the Work. Work the Plan.
Have you ever dared to believe something was really going to happen? You allowed yourself to get excited about an...
And then…
You’re probably familiar with the old saying that children should be seen and not heard. Big surprise, I had a...
#150
When I began this blog, I had set a goal for myself to produce 150 pieces, something I would eventually...
Saving Face
In eighth grade, I met a young man that would establish my relationship patterns for the next four decades of...
Dabrekishkahit!
I had a dream. I was preparing food for a family style wedding reception. All sorts of young men were...
The Men in My Lie…I Mean Life
I have many men in my life, but I have never had one of my own. Sure, I was married,...
About Me
Groovy Gail is a Mid Western woman with a strong desire to write about her experiences and thoughts about relationships and the lies we choose to live with. Her passion for all things Mid Century Modern may have impacted her ideas about what a relationship should be like, but life’s experiences beg to differ.
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