Unpluggedness (I made that up)

Not sure I should admit everything I admit, but hey…I’m keeping it real. Besides, for a writer, my material is endless. I can’t make this stuff up. This week is spring break for my kids. It has been a bit ruined so far with my nasty cold which has left me barking like a seal…

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Dirty Drinkware

My son looks like a perfect angel to me as I watch him sleep on the couch this morning. Fifteen years old, his chiseled facial features look flawless as he lays there with his eyes closed. I smile and my heart breaks a little as I catch a glimpse of unruly, random whiskers sticking out…

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