Category Archives: proud
Buying a house means a lot of things, but most certainly the fact that idle days of sitting around with nothing to do are long gone. I spent most of the day Saturday sweating through more manual labor than an inmate of a … Continue reading
My mother has told me many times, with an exasperated sigh, that I owe her an address book. In my younger, wilder, and woolier days, I liked to move at the drop of a hat. I’ve zig-zagged along the coast, … Continue reading
Living an hour from the kids, Gary and I rely on the school’s online system to keep up with the kids’ grades. It’s an imperfect system, since some of the teachers seem to wait until the end of the nine … Continue reading
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