To continue yesterday’s story of the chicken that could mend moods… I ate my rotisserie chicken legs over the sink as any single gal would. Don’t you know? You don’tContinue reading “the chicken made me do it”
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the kindness of strangers
I’m a pretty genial gal. My step-mom always says I’ve never met a stranger. I’ll agree with that statement. And generally, I can find the upside to anything. Wednesday, asContinue reading “the kindness of strangers”