Taking part in wacky internet surveys/polls/questionnaires – which show up here and there to be answered by people from both near and far, and eventually shared with others all willy to well past nilly – is such a fashionable thing these days that it is a complete wonder how we survived this long without them, and even more so with them.
I recently sat down and started filling out my calendar/planner for the fall.
The term “love languages” is just a fancy way of saying that everyone shows love and needs to be shown love in different ways. Growing up, we’re taught that it’s all about grand romantic gestures.
Last week, just about everyone in our area watched as the stacks came down in one big heap out at once was Monticello.
I miss the old days when it was so easy to know when it was time to turn off the bedroom lights at night and drift down into peaceful slumber.
