Pastors are the worst. I’m not saying all of them. I’m sure some of them are wonderful, honest creatures. I don’t know for sure because
My 22-year old daughter is an avid reader. And a big supporter of me most of the time. Until she comes to the blog and
I wouldn’t say I have a lot of friends, but I have a nice handful. That handful is probably made up of equal parts men and
My best friends say they have never seen me cry in the twenty years they’ve known me. I guess I’m not much of a crier these days.
I’m forty years old. I had gone my whole life without ever even thinking about eating pimento cheese. That is, until I became a vegetarian
My brother came over today to work on my computer and to help set up this new blog you are looking at. I figured I