Meanwhile, back at The Ranch… (Part 2)
BOBBY FLAY. My hand flew up over my mouth as I uttered a word my mom would not be proud to hear me say. It starts with a “C” and ends with a “rap” (and I’m very thankful to the … Continue reading
BOBBY FLAY. My hand flew up over my mouth as I uttered a word my mom would not be proud to hear me say. It starts with a “C” and ends with a “rap” (and I’m very thankful to the … Continue reading
So you know how I got invited, now here’s the rest of the story. It was a slightly chilly morning when we got into the car and headed north to pick up my pal Jen and continued on further north … Continue reading
Before we get to Kevin, there is some story to tell. Because, you see, I lived quite a life before he ever entered the picture. That is sort of the point. It took me a long while to get to … Continue reading
When I got out of the shower this morning and walked into the living room, my husband had a sad look on his face. “Bad news,” he said. “What?” “Tom Bosley died.” I frowned and sighed. Like a lot of … Continue reading
I was born with a mutated SgP gene that leaves me with a heightened sense in this area and just a touch of compulsive behavior. What’s SgP, you ask? Spelling and grammar police, of course. Also, that is all a … Continue reading