Happy House Hunting

By the end of the day I was suffering from a migrane so bad I was about in tears.  But I took four Tylenol and am feeling much better now.  The Butcher and I ended up relooking at two houses–one on Kentucky and one on Litton.
I love them both.
But I don’t know if I want [...]

As Go the Soaps, So Goes the Nation

Someday, someone will write a book about soap operas as agents of social change.
And I, for one, welcome boy on boy smooching.  As one might have guessed from reading me.
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Happy Birthday to Me!

Thanks, Mom!