I can truly, surely, woo, sigh, a sigh of relief that 2022 is in the rear-view mirror.

There was the untimely death of my father and my gangster sisters, health crisis, and

all of us getting COVID and we didn't die.

I am here as a testimony to the survival and thriving.

No excuses and no patience for pity parties.

I'm going to be talking about how to glow up as a podcast or not.

Good black news and words of encouragement and shade if you stupid.

What I'm reading, the Dallas Cowboys and other things football and sports.

Not culture news, donkeys, donkeys, and side-eye shenanigans.

I like the part of the podcast where I talked about over 40 dating and other relationship

issues.

Quarks bar dedicated to podcast, reality, TV recaps.

Join me as I fuss and have a moment as I kick and stomp my way through the next iteration

of my life.

Join me for this rocking good time.

Thank you for listening.

I am sitting here on my partial redneck weekend on the lake.

I'm in my RV recording.

This and subsequent segments.

This has been one of those relaxing weekends once you get everything organized.

You know, when you're too bougie for words, you just got to roll with it, right?

So I get to sit in my PJs today, record my podcast, and just think about all the blessings

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