Marching Back to School!
It’s Sunday night, the last day of February. I’m reclined in the recliner, watching Searching for Italy with Stanley Tucci. My feet hurt. The kitchen is full of dirty dishes, […]
It’s Sunday night, the last day of February. I’m reclined in the recliner, watching Searching for Italy with Stanley Tucci. My feet hurt. The kitchen is full of dirty dishes, […]
So apparently, my body saw all the decluttering I’ve been doing and decided to get in on the act. “This appendix is useless. Why have we kept it so long? […]