Tons of swear words, cigarettes, adult situations, and scary (even as an adult) ghosts. Man, the 80s were great.
Follow your inner moonlight; don’t hide the madness. -Allen Ginsberg aka, my favorite #wellnesswednesday
I have three little boys. Like many of you, I spent Mother’s Day opening handmade cards, unwrapping decorated flower pots, and reading through “All About My Mom” books made at school, in which I learned that my favorite thing to do is cook corn, my favorite thing to eat is corn, and when I’m not… Read More To the heartbroken on Mother’s Day
A few Mother’s Days ago, I got the surprise of a lifetime. When the local paper published a tiny little story I wrote. A bit later, I decided to start this silly blog. A few of you kinda liked it, Roseanne (before her big comeback) gave it a little shout out. And even if it… Read More Maaaaybe call it a comeback