Smoke and Mirrors
It’s really hard not to judge a book by its cover…or it’s title…or it’s self-description. But I try. Sometimes. I know that I judge some
It’s really hard not to judge a book by its cover…or it’s title…or it’s self-description. But I try. Sometimes. I know that I judge some
Brian and I had planned on a trip to Ireland this coming fall, but with my six month stint of general unemployment, it really doesn’t
In January, my brother and I sent a baby gift to our then unborn niece. Our unborn niece that we may never have the pleasure
Sitting at my kitchen table with my flavor of the week and my parents wasn’t exactly how I envisioned Thanksgiving 2006. But there it was.
When I was a kid, I lived across the street from Bon Jovi. Okay, maybe it wasn’t THE Jon Bon Jovi, but he sure looked
After losing all of our animals in a freak winter of animal deaths, we knew that it was time to get a new dog. Our
We got Bismark when I was 5 (Our first German Shepherd, Joey, died on my fifth birthday) and we had him until I was a
My brother is an undercover softie. He has been that way as long as I can remember. Well, maybe he didn’t used to be quite