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Emma: “Who has two thumbs and wants to get a beating?” Me: “Yourself?” Emma: “No” pointing at each of us, “you and you and you.” Gerrit: “Emma, you don’t have two thumbs?” Emma: “No, a Great White bit one of … Continue reading
“Now is the winter of our discontent Made glorious summer by this son of York; And all the clouds that low’r’d upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.” ~ Richard III They say March comes in … Continue reading
I’m hiding in my basement. Not because there’s an impending tornado about to hit my house but because of the one that already did. Metaphorically speaking, of course. The contents of my kitchen drawers and cabinets have been vomited onto every available surface… countertops, … Continue reading
Serve God, love me and mend This is not the end Lived unbruised, we are friends And I’m sorry I’m sorry Work comes hard this morning, the tragedy of Friday still fresh in everything you hear or see. Over the … Continue reading
Tomorrow is my birthday or as I like to call it… The Day of Reckoning. I’ve been asked more than once this year if
Remember when I used to have a blog? Gosh, those were the days. Now, I pour my heart and thoughts into other people’s pages and posts. Selling the flickers of what I like to market as “genius” to the highest bidder. And what’s … Continue reading