Wow. Now I know a lot of people will snicker or shake themselves awake with this one, offering all kinds of explanations of why this is happening, the least of which of course has anything to do with Jesus or… Continue Reading →
Sheesh. If I had to describe my life in this in between zone I would say nothing good about it, at all. I spend days inside this studio, zipping out sporadically for things like food and maybe a little shower… Continue Reading →
So I have been watching my youngest girl pitbull, Sophie these days. I guess she is my only now, but that’s a secondary realization.Today is my last day with her alone (her Father is her main keeper now, after all),… Continue Reading →
I can really be ok with the solitude, given I kind of have always done what I want, on my schedule. Well, maybe not always– but it is one of the bonuses of being an adult: choosing when you get… Continue Reading →
Yesterday had one of those classic moments of ridiculousness that just makes me laugh even now. So my friend and I met up to go to breakfast at noon, sauntering over to Beachwood to munch on some food. I watched… Continue Reading →
Where-oh-where have I been lately? Oh, around… Around here and there and everywhere. I have been traveling a bit as of late, going to Denver to visit some family for six weeks in the beginning of January. When I was… Continue Reading →
The places these blogs come from are probably a little easier for me to be comfortable with…I look at my stats and I look at all of the spammy comments people try to leave here on the back end, and… Continue Reading →
Normally I like to say Kissmas, but there’s no kissing going on in my world…And just as a last hurrah to this format sharing the dirty details…I decided to just write my last kind of unedited things this week until… Continue Reading →
I make these trips when I am here…nothing exciting mind you, but it’s still a trip and it’s still leaving the farm. To go to Dunkin Donuts…yes, it’s silly for me not to make coffee here but it’s just one… Continue Reading →
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