Clean that Fridge (a Poem)
My house is a mess. Not in the sense that it’s disgusting or anything but […]
My house is a mess. Not in the sense that it’s disgusting or anything but […]
In the fall, each of my four kids — specifically in their three year old […]
September 11. I can’t hear the date without a small shiver and a flash of […]
Just this week, my friends and I were discussing the need to relax. We laughed […]
Last night, Math Man and I kissed each other goodnight, and I realized: we’ve been […]
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