Happy 2019! Maybe it’s just me, but New Years ceased to be shining and shimmering and splendid. When you’re in your 30s like me, you’ll realize it’s just an extended version of last year’s torture. Just a new number. Nothing
2018 finally curled up the remaining strands of itself into a ball, and was sent to a corner to disappear like the Cheshire Cat in the dark. Okay; that did not exactly happen to say the least, because the year
Just yesterday, I realized that my camera’s LCD screen has gone kaput. All black. Wouldn’t open. The button still makes the ‘clicking’ sounds, telling me that the system is still alive, but there’s no display. I guess that’s what I
If there was anything that saved this awful, awful weekend, it was that Ian has convinced himself to join the performance (and did amazing), Mahal sang her lines perfectly, Cashmere lent us her baby doll and pitched in for Avril
Because I was cutting, pasting, gluing, writing, wrapping, snacking, cake-stealing, washing, chiding, wallowing, and working throughout the week, I’m going to go extra and squeeze in a post early in the morning before we go to SIUMC. I could not
