Sunday Blues…
Keeping in step with tradition, it is Sunday night and I am blue.
Best news ever. I know what I will be doing for the next 15 months.
The sun sets on another birthday. And what a day of celebration it was. I always lament the arrival of my birthday. I am thrilled that I am among the […]
First world problem. Why do I always procrastinate about going for a manicure/pedicure?
Last Wednesday night I was a nervous wreck. What the hell?
The following is an equation I can comprehend, but not necessarily solve.
Since childhood, I have had the Sunday Night Blues. Historically, what bummed me out was that school was the next day or the NY Giants had lost on Sunday.