My family is a bit kooky. And in that we're perfectly normal I suppose. Since I don't have a "fly-on-the-wall" access to my friends and neighbors' homes, am assuming that their kookiness can rival and often outdo mine. Those who are painfully normal, I don't know what to say...you are clearly the minority amongst us.... Continue Reading →
Reflections at 4:47 am.
I'm up. Again. I'll be useless by 11 am unless I have 2 super-duper coffees (one of them black) in the first half of the day. I don't mind waking up ahead of time. I like the near-solitude that the apartment offers. The offspring is sleeping in some odd modernistic dance pose and the husband... Continue Reading →