2 Years Later, Grim Photos From the BP Disaster

I miss hearing him start to snore a little as he falls asleep. I miss holding him tight while I drift off.

Maura sent out a bag of SweeTart Jelly Beans with my Mom last week. Naturally, I have begun to segregate them by flavor, so that I can eat them in the correct order (least favorite to most favorite). I don’t know  [more...]

I’m ashamed of myself now for that last post. Unlike talking to someone in real life, I can take back what I said on the blog just by deleting the entry. But I’ll let it stand as evidence of my lack of  [more...]