The Day After . . .

It’s actually “the day after the day after” because we had two Thanksgivings:  one where we brought a honey-baked ham and all the fixings to my elderly inlaws (because ham was much easier to transport than turkey) and then the other, yesterday, when we roasted a turkey and made Greek stuffing for the teenagers who…

Random thoughts, which may be a product of a middle aged brain

I think I qualify as a middle aged woman.  And then the thought crosses my mind that if that is so, I have plans to live well past 100.  This morning, though, maybe because of middle age, my brain is hopping around randomly.  So here goes . . . some random morning thoughts: I’m starting…