I know I am late aren’t I? Posting about the history behind St. Patrick’s Day and leprochauns with both of the aforementioned three days into the dust. I am sorry that it might be my… { read more }
Monday sent me into a spiral of exhaustion from which I am still reeling. Day Light Saving Time (DST) (it is singular not plural). Bah. My husband, who I affectionately refer to as LOML… { read more }
When I was in the sixth grade I played the clarinet. I was in the first chair grouping, so clearly I was an accomplished musician at the time. That ended on the last day of school. … { read more }
There was a time when my brain was swift with knowledge. We were happy together. I kept it in my hip pocket. We had a nice symbiotic relationship. I kept it safe and warm… { read more }