Tis but a Flesh Wound

As November sat staring me down, my over-achieving brain was starting to zoom in on the upcoming holidays. It's expected - I've learned that once we pass Rich's birthday, at the end of October; and Zack's birthday, at the beginning of November - the logical list to start making is Christmas shopping. I have always … Continue reading Tis but a Flesh Wound →

Breathing Fire

I hate coming home from vacations. Love the vacations. But re-acclimating sits extremely high on the list of things I don't excel at. And this week's return had some added factors that have resulted in my family clearing any room I enter. I hear them before I appear, but by the time I cross the … Continue reading Breathing Fire →