Maybe One of These Days Music: A List

I have a wonderful long-standing fantasy about singing in a bar somewhere. I’m not sure if it’s an open mic night, or what the deal is, but I can clearly see myself, seated on a stool, singing along with a band. I don’t have a band, but I’d like one. I’m wearing my hair long…

Mammal Mondays: Hairy Ankles

I have a carefully crafted plan designed to launch me out the door in the morning with the smallest possible amount of pet hair on my clothes. Okay, so “launch” is an overly hopeful term, considering how desperately difficult I find mornings. Let’s just suffice it to say I have a morning plan to get…