The noise that comes from my youngest sister when she is in that deep bottomless belly laugh has been dubbed “The Pterodactyl”. While the rest of us are doubled over wiping tears from our eyes, she is often on the floor doing her best to keep the sound from escaping...
So my inner first grader does not want to write this blog. I feel a kind of dread similar to the feeling I would get before the “testing” in gym class for the darn fitness patch. So as I hold my breath, here is the news I am reluctant to deliver….I have yet to do a...
I noticed that it is rare for me to have the T.V. on any other channel outside of the Food Network or Animal Planet these days. I used to be an avid nightly news viewer (one more notch in the old soul belt, I know) along with at least thirty minutes of CNN during some...
