I Was a Good Kid…

I haven’t lived with my mother for 10 years but this picture hit home. The trust my family had in me as a teenager was undeserved. If they had only known then what I was doing with my free time.

Image borrowed from PostSecret

Louse

Do you want to know one of the most romantic words in my vocabulary?
Lice. Yup, lice. The little nasty bugs that invade, in this case, your head. Let me explain.
I once worked at a summer camp as a counselor. One of the campers was identified as having lice and as a […]


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