yes miss month of may. i’m talking to you. you and your skimpy, three lettered, query-conveying, pert name. may? yes. you may. always one of my favorite months {don’t i say that every thirty days though?} and not because tis me birth month—and on...
it has officially commenced. my week of turning 40. well although not precisely the exact four-oh; last thursday i made the brilliant decision that it’s just easier to start rounding UP. in fact, hold this thought for a day or two…the mid-century mark...
i have a couple of months coming up so crammed, we may have to buy them bigger pants. weekend workshops and seminars that seemed like such a good idea, last year, when i signed up for them, now have me questioning my thirst for “higher” education and...
