Sometimes I feel like I should be laying down on a couch and telling these stories to a psychiatrist but that's expensive... So you, dear reader, will have to do... I hate being scared. Like HATE it... I hate the feeling of feeling terrified. Like I won't even go in...
Once again, I had a dream.... I woke up from this one excited... I might be on to something here... I was at a cousin's house, Erica, who doesn't exist. But it's probably a mashup of Lisa and Eric, who do exist, and happen to be Lynn's cousins... Anyway, Erica...
I'm leaving on a jet plane today... I should be packing. I should also win an award for procrastination... I slept great last night, considering all that's on my mind... I have a list of restaurants that I have to eat at when I travel back to my hometown. So...
It is time to embrace and celebrate ketchup, not be ashamed of it. - Jose Andres I consistently have some pretty weird dreams. But this one is so beyond weird that I had to write about it. And the crazy part is, it wasn't even the meat of the dream....
I've been either in my son's 4th grade classroom or around some of his classmates at school functions a lot in recent weeks. And they are just so much cooler than I ever was at their age. Not in an "I'm better than you..." kind of cool. But rather a...
I have so many feelings. And writing is cathartic for me. So I'm going to start using this as a place to barf my ideas by putting pen to page...
