It’s my birthday. The anniversary of when I showed up in this world and a nice reminder that I’m still here. Also a nice reminder that I’m older and that much closer to not being here.
Happy Freakin’ Birthday
Lately, the problem with birthdays is that they are just so…yearly. I always get philosophical on my birthday. You know, it’s another year on the planet. It’s a time to look back at everything I did or did not accomplish… Read More ›
I have a friend who is a notorious recipe deleter. Perhaps you have one of those in your life. Here’s the scenario: You’re invited to dinner and your host, in this case, my friend, brings out an incredible apple pie…. Read More ›
That Birthday Feeling
It was just my birthday. I wish I could pinpoint the day that my birthday stopped carrying that “birthday feeling.” You know what I mean. There used to be a certain intangible aura that used to follow me from the… Read More ›