Being good is really hard. I grew up being a good girl. The oldest in the family so it was drummed into me to be a role model for my sisters to all follow suit.

I do not know when I started being naughty. And well once started I couldn’t go back to being good.

Well there were spurts of me trying to be good. It never lasted very long.

Have to blame the devil , he would appear on my shoulder and whisper into my ear Life is too short why are you being good for? Go out ..have fun..and so I did.