I’m not a picture taker. I wish I was. Lots of my friends are good picture takers. They never forget their phone is a fully loaded camera/camcorder and will…
It’s a mental health day here at Chateau de Morgan! That’s right! I pried my hoarding fingers out from around one precious PTO day and am taking some critically…
I often wonder who it is that’s in charge of determining serving sizes on food packages. When I do, the image of some sadistic, mad-scientist pops into my head. …
You know, aside from wrinkles and some inconvenient aches and pains, I like getting older. There’s a certain freedom that comes with it. A buffer mentality of, “talk to…
Ever notice how some places are better suited than others for creative thinking? For me, they’re not the places you’d expect. I know this because I’ve been wrestling with…
It’s a moody Monday for me. Whether it’s first-day-of-the-week-petulance or general, cloudy-sky-blahs, I started off my week on the wrong foot. I probably exacerbated things by switching on my…
It’s been one of those weeks. I’ve had enough self-inflicted emotional drama to kill an entire soap opera cast. Add on top of that my bulldog approach to getting…
My title might be a little misleading, but it sets today’s stage pretty well and has a nice ring to it. What I’m really wondering is how much validity…
I feel a midlife crisis outbreak coming on. Yes, outbreak. Like a cold or a bout of poison ivy because that’s how they hit me, taking all my concentration…
