Barefoot in the Snow

I have a confession to make. Once upon a time, my sister insisted I read Anne of Green Gables . However, she made it so romantical and...

The ides of March, the ides of March, the ides of March. What's so important about that? My sister  keeps saying, "Tomorrow is...

Last night on the way home from church (an approximately 25-minute drive), I didn't read (no flashlight) and I didn't play my iPad ...

Cats and coffee. The point of this post? Well, to be honest, nothing really. I felt like typing (as I call it) and my cat was sitti...

"Though spring has sprung, I'm still walking barefoot in the snow."                                                         ...