talk to me sunshine, drop me a line. let me know your gums are healthy and teeth are white. it’s been a shivery june, full of goosebumps and sweaters; making foreheads furrow and yawns appear uninvited. if you insist on continuing this cloudy coyness, at least...
i feel like i’m hopping out of one hamster cage and right into another. round and round; no time for tea, crumpets, or conversation. as a kid i was never good at double dutch. i was terrified of jumping out. so i just stayed in. hopping until the recess bell...
how did i live without sally brooks in my life? thank you rockstar bill for bringing this lovely madness to my attention. WARNING…if you’re not a fan of spikey, tarty words that rhyme with dutherplucker; you may want to skip this post….twirling and...
come june i’m drifting asleep with the sun still shining. {early mornings make for early bedtimes.} last night the ceiling fan whirled me a whacked world of crazy sleep: black hawk helicopters, strawberry-lime jello cups!?, bikes with broken pedals, the...
