Perfecting the Art of Insanity, One Day at a Time
When I was in school in the Midwestern USA, we had a dress code, at least through junior high school. It was strict: dresses only for girls, length regulated, blah blah blah. We moved to Arizona in February the year I was in 8th grade, midway through my second year of junior high school. Whiplash…
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I’m grateful to have a three-day weekend about now. Slept in this morninig nearly until 9am, which is super late for me and a welcome reprieve. I also took a nap yesterday afternoon. At this rate I may end up feeling human before the weekend’s up. We drove the car to the dealership after all,…
I apologize in advance. I’ll try to keep this rant as un-ranty as I can, and short as I can. It’s still long and wordy. Long Cuts Since we’re running low on a few staples, yesterday I ordered groceries to pick up. I timed it so if I left work as soon as I got…
It’s been a crazy couple of months, but the grandson is back from Ohio and living with his mama again. My daughter said he was cranky on the trip back — understandable, doubly so because people at the Cleveland airport wouldn’t move their suitcases to let her or her son sit while waiting to board….