In a bold attempt to try new things and make use of the assorted stuff that’s already in my closet, this week I finally got the stones to don some white denim. First surprise? They actually reflected a teensy bit … Continue reading
Paul was beginning to doubt whether Sylvia had any concept of what he meant when he asked her to “gear up” for paintball.
I know what you’re thinking. I can read your mind. It is broadcasting, “Um, yeah thanks. I totes know how to make a grilled cheese.” Insert confident chuckle here. But when you are gazing sadly at the dwindling loaf of … Continue reading