Do your whippersnappers take unflattering photos of you with their very fast thumbs always on their ever present phones? I’ve learned to very reluctantly accept (cuz it’s gonna happen anyway) the fact that my 20-something son, with the extraordinarily speedy digits, will forever take unflattering photos of me. Yes, he takes nice ones of me, […]
In the Studio, I go to get something at the kitchen sink and found dear husband had left this. Really?! The garbage wasn’t far. Actually, see the sink? The can is underneath it. Anyone else ever deal with similar shenanigans? Ugh.
Throwback Thursday to that time I was about to begin a school program. There’s always one.
