Russ happened to be traveling last night, so when I woke at 2 am trying to figure out what that weird sound was, it was all on me. I finally realized it was the tornado alert. Duh. I was having trouble hearing it over the sound of the house being beaten by monsoon rain and high…
I made some cookies this week for an event and I decided to try mailing some to John. I have always hesitated to do this because I vividly remember my grandma’s attempts to send us homemade goodies from Washington State to wherever we were stationed or living. Sweet gesture, but not a great idea back…
It must have started in board rooms because I hear it mostly from men who work long hours inside the walls of the corporate world. Inside the walls of a world that I have never had to cope with. Where deals are made and kingdoms are built ….. for a time…. for a season…until new…