Missing time

Huh, I guess it's been two weeks since I wrote anything and although I don't really see how that's possible, it's right on there on the calendar. (Or, technically, calendars. Brody makes sure we have a lot of them around here.) So, to get me back into the swing of things (and because I know … Continue reading Missing time

Blackberry Margarita Saturday

This morning I woke up completely stressed and nervous for no apparent reason. That's simply no way to be on a Saturday. That calls for margaritas. I took the advice of my shiny new anxiety management app (it's called SAM in case anyone's interested) and took a "pop to the shop" (it's also British and … Continue reading Blackberry Margarita Saturday