Expectations III
I remember the first time I saw an episode of Leave it to Beaver. My immediate thought was, “No wonder...
Hello, my name is Gail. Have We Met?
The original working title of this piece was, What was I Thinking? However, the more I pondered the subject matter,...
And then…
You’re probably familiar with the old saying that children should be seen and not heard. Big surprise, I had a...
Saving Face
In eighth grade, I met a young man that would establish my relationship patterns for the next four decades of...
Fountain of Youth
I have the most vivid dreams and I have often said, that if I could somehow record them, I would...
Three Pairs of Pants
So, if you’ve been following my blog, you may remember a little story about how God spoke to me through...
Flamboyance
flam·boy·ance/flamˈboiəns/noun the tendency to attract attention because of one’s exuberance, confidence, and stylishness. the quality of being bright, colorful, and...
Frustrated
When my son was an infant, he was a thumb sucker. From the get go, he would search for his...
The Beginning
If you have read the “About Me” page, you know how I came to be writing a blog. My therapist...
Change the Channel
I’ve been listening to this no nonsense weight loss guru and I really like what she has to say. I...
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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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