It is well known in the medical field that a doctor will cringe when, outside his or her office and particularly at cocktail parties, they are approached by someone who seems to think nothing of as
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Well, if you don’t eat meat, what do you eat?”
Not satisfied with his two completed marathons, my fella Paul dropped a bombshell casually during breakfast.
Okay, let’s see what happened this week:
The senate changed hands, US Weekly reports that Bruce Jenner is now free to live as a woman and...
This new frozen yoghurt place up the road is going to be the death of me.
This past Monday night, Oct. 27, taking back roads home from Greenville, South Carolina, what did I see in the window of a modest brick ranch out the passenger side window?
I tend to be hyperaware when synchronicity occurs. But even if these events seem meaningful, and I’m quite sure they must be meaningful, generally I can’t figure out why.
It sits staring down at me from the top of the refrigerator, smug in its power, attractive in its red and black, Scottish plaid, container:
Oh, the mistake of cracking our bedroom’s french doors, leading to a back deck, for the cats to go in and out!
My eldest brother is currently traveling through England to visit and document my mother’s side of the family.