Consider this fair warning

to my daughter’s future significant other: For thirty five minutes, she sat on the toilet, insisting I stay in the bathroom with her. She talked non-stop. I couldn’t get a word in edgewise, other than the occasional “oh?” or “I see.” I didn’t understand one damn thing she said. But she enjoyed saying it. She […]

The things we do for love

Okay, they can revoke my license for this. But this is one way to find out if anybody I know ever reads my blog. Clicky here. BTW, I’m not here, I posted this days ago, I’m somewhere on a couch watching the game…