Instead of yesterday’s funktastic (meaning I was in a funk, rather than being particularly cool) I have decided to write a mini-series about those elements of spring to which I’m most looking forward. Spring is a wonderful time of year, full of renewal and the re-greening of the earth and all its decor. Spring means…
Category: Meandering to the Beat of My Own Cowbell
Big Hair, Big Smile
This piece was originally published on my first blog in 2009. While my parents were waiting for me to be born, my dad was dead certain that I would be a boy. He got over his shock quickly when he was told he had a daughter, but unfortunately, I was born bald and stayed that…
Blue Speckled Pup 