Our mothers did it when they told us we were beautiful during our chubby baby-fat period; our boyfriends did it by pledging undying devotion while sneaking a peak up the dress of our best friend: and then there’s politicians, but we won’t go there.
My visit from God
I bet none of my friends knew I died. It happened about two years ago and this imposter has been keeping up appearances – mowing my yard and posting on my blog sporatically to make people think I was doing well. Continue reading
Diary of a Netflix addict
Welcome to my new world
Glory Hallelujah! Can I get a witness? I think I’ve been struck by lightening and don’t even care. That, or I died in my sleep last night and awoke on some new planet where life is near perfect and nothing bothers me.
The woes of the ages seem to have evaporated along with daylight savings time.