DON'T GET ME WRONG: I love my boys. More than words can say. With every fiber of my being; to the very depths of my core. Even the fleeting thought of something bad happening to one of them causes my heart to quicken, my respirations to increase, and a huge...
There was a jukebox at the swimming pool I went to as a kid. The songs it contained make up the soundtrack of the summers of my youth. What songs do you remember from your younger years?
It's no secret I'm not a great housekeeper. But last Sunday night at 11pm, I decided it was time to mop the kitchen floor. And it wasn't pretty.