It was 4PM Saturday when I got the call. And here’s the sappy scene-setting so you can put yourself there with me. I’d normally try and veer away from cliché,...

…THIS story. We drove 8 hours through the night to meet her, 90 miles/hour, braving police and veering semi’s, pretty much everything we owned crammed into the back seat. She...

That was a rhetorical question. It’s because I always manage to make appointments for 4PM, knowing full well it means I’ll be driving home with tears streaming down my face...

We have suffered a loss… And don’t tell me it’s just a tree. I loved it. I mean, at least as much as you can love (a tree that’s FIFTY...

Okay, sorry for the brief hair-trauma hiatus. Let’s get back to the adoption saga. Oh, except wait. Speaking of hair traumas, LOOK AT THIS!  This is my hair three hours...

Sorry, I have like NO time today…Have a ton of stuff that needs to be done, including actual work-work, which has been put on the back-burner the past couple days....

Okay, so after yesterday’s post about basically nothing, I’m going to write something real. And not-funny, and probably not all that entertaining, but meaningful. This post is full of meaningfulness....

I’ve pondered it ever since I read my first blog about a decade and a half ago (when I was, um, ten) back when blogs were still called “online journals.”...