The Zen of Stupidity
This blog post popped up in my memories the other day. Even though it was written in 2009, as 2022 begins to wind down, it
This blog post popped up in my memories the other day. Even though it was written in 2009, as 2022 begins to wind down, it
(This is a post from 2009. But I stumbled on it recently and it made me giggle so I thought maybe you’d like it too.)
Years ago I read an article that has stuck with me. If you know me at all, you’ll realize how profound this statement truly is.
My son and daughter-in-law became foster parents to two toddlers, three-ish and two-ish. They had no children of their own, and not a ton of
November is typically the time we talk about the things we’re thankful for and there are so many good ones! Obviously, I’m thankful for friends,
I was stretching on the floor of my bedroom early one morning and a song came on my playlist that reminded me of my mom.
PROLOGUE… When Becky’s power went out, she and her hubs realized their battery back-up for their important stuff wasn’t working. Hubs got a new one
Whether you’re a reader interested in the writing process, or someone exploring NaNoWriMo for the first time, or a seasoned writer looking to speed up
Whether you’re a reader interested in the writing process, or someone exploring NaNoWriMo for the first time, or a seasoned writer looking to speed up
Whether you’re a reader interested in the writing process, or someone exploring NaNoWriMo for the first time, or a seasoned writer looking to speed up