Month: September 2019

Hey, I’m not writing a rant for a change. Just don’t get used to it. While my body has still copped an attitude because of the season changes, it’s not as bad as it was. I can pull my stool up to the stove and get stuff done, especially when it’s something I can make…

I’ve been working ungodly hours and dealing with a combination of crises and celebrations. Tonight I’m celebrating plunking my fat ass on the sofa and doing as close as possible to nuttin’. Photo above is of my youngest son and our youngest grandchild, his baby girl, taken this weekend. The exposure isn’t the best, but…