Throughout this blog post you’ll find some of my victory log. The card was written to me by several of my great friends and the notes are actual lines written to me. Every line is written by a different person.
Here’s a post I wrote a few months ago. It’s near and dear to me and especially now that the holidays are approaching, I think of him. Right now I’m headed to Richmond, Virginia and it’s raining cats
The word ”try” makes me queasy, drives me absolutely insane. I wish to strike it out of the dictionary and especially from one’s speech pattern. When I’m told, “I’ll try to do [fill in the blank]” I assume one thing.
Has a persimmon ever tested your patience? Well, about ten tested mine. A persimmon is an orange looking fruit that takes an incredibly long time to ripen. It’s the epitome of delayed gratification! It’s had the utmost honor of
Words can throw punches too. Wounds heal, though poisoned words burrow its way into the soul and become an imprint caste in bars of steel. We have truly become an insensitive society. I see so many people having a brain