On My Knees…
Settling in nicely to renovation hell.
The United States of America has not fought a war on our own turf in centuries. Can you imagine the television coverage if we had?
Are we ever prepared for loved ones to die?! I walked the floor all night waiting for the opportune time to call and check on my mother.
Heading to the supposed polar vortex tomorrow. The hardest part is puppy separation.
My life is finally spinning out of control again, but in a productive way.
No Angry Birds on my Virgin America flight last week. BUT, there were gaseous birds who lit up the flight with noxious fumes.