March is for madness.

  I don’t know about you but I am not at my best in March. All of my strategies to get through the long dark winter have been tossed aside along with the chip wrappers, wine bottles and dirty casserole dishes. I’m tired. I’m hiding an extra layer of fat under my sweat pants and…

Santa on Speed Dial

T’was a month before Christmas and all through our home came the whining and arguing from each of my spawn. They fought over books. They fought over toys. I could not hear myself think over their noise noise noise noise! The blowing cold wind had kept us inside until finally I held up my cell phone…