Miss Sassy and I have a standing date for deep-water aquasize at noon on Sundays. It’s become an enjoyable part of my week, and it’s contributing to my plan to turn thirty in two weeks (yikes) with a butt that doesn’t haunt my dreams. While it might have been possible to actually snorkel to the…
Tag: my weird life
Crisis Management
Although I knew it was inevitable, I have maintained a foolish hope that perhaps this time would be different. There is a crucial hinge between optimism and foolishness, and it seems I swing toward the idiot’s side more often than I care to admit. Because I’ve chosen blissful ignorance over reality, I was startled when…
Blue Speckled Pup 