Like most of you, I am chomping at the bit here about the Olympics. Like Char, I was riveted to the summer, 1972 games in Munich. I think I can even one-up her here (in an old geezer way, go me) and say I remember the 1968 winter games in Grenoble. That’s when I laid [Read More]
Riddle Me This
How can one have the worst run of one’s life and one of the best runs within 48 hours of each other?That’s the question I am pondering deeply here. I’ll be back to discuss this phenomenon further. Meanwhile, TODAY IS A GOOD DAY!As I was walking Thing 2 down the hallway to her preschool class, [Read More]
