While I was cleaning my basement a few weeks ago, I made a discovery. My high school diary. If you ever want to see how much you’ve evolved, try reading anything you wrote before the age of 17. Fair warning: it can be a wild ride for your self-esteem. I should mention I’ve been feeling… Continue reading Dear Diary, Why Was I So Pathetic?
This past weekend, I attended a fantastic reunion in my home state of Ohio. Let me provide some context: I spent all four years of high school in the marching band. Four years ago, I thought it would be a good idea to start a Facebook band alumni page for my small town's award-winning band.… Continue reading How OHIO Turned Into OH Hell No
- Since high school, I've used the same hair pick to comb out my wet hair after getting out of the shower. - I love Monty Python and The Holy Grail -The smell of beer on my husband's breath gets me in the mood. - I can smell cats as soon as I walk into… Continue reading Beer Breath, Cat Smell and Big Hair
A Grace Full Life 