Liquid gold

Whiskey, that is. Amber gold, Texas tea. The good stuff. I believe I’ve stumbled onto a virus killer — two…

The stupid and the tired

Day four of preschool. Mimi’s weeping now elicits my handing her to a teacher and running for the door. Last…

Another deception

I thought things would be easier with them in preschool… is that just another one of the millions of lies…

There’s always tomorrow

Today was nowhere near as horrific as yesterday was. When I woke up this morning to some snotty nosed crazy…

woah

God, what a shitty day! It promises to be a shitty night, followed by another shitty day. I have a…

Well?!

It went well. If that’s what you’re asking, which I assume it is. The girls first day of preschool went…