I swear there’s a quote out there somewhere about joy and sorrow walking hand-in-hand. I just can’t find it, which means that I either stole it from someone I know, or I’m a genius and…
I meant to write and post this more than a month ago. November 22nd marked ten years of very Much Later. In case you haven’t noticed, I don’t capitalize very. Never have. Why? Because I’ve…
I moved recently. Into a house! Not a fourplex, not a duplex, a house. With zero shared walls. I can’t hear the neighbors sneeze, fight or makeup afterward. I have my own yards, both front,…