Siren’s song
Mermaid, or air raid?
Mermaid, or air raid?
Now get out of that dreadful sunshine and get in here for a bite and a sip.
It’s time for our two weeks of springtime.
And passing it with flying colors.
The worse it gets, the better I’ll do. I hope.
I’ve never had and Ides of March that bad, but this one coming up looks downright enjoyable.
Flying solo.
Don’t worry, there’ll be more. I promise.
Come inside- one can only take so much Paradise.
Dear Feastlings, When I was much younger, like most young folk, I was virtually awash in FOMO. It didn’t have a cool acronym like it does now- Fear of Missing Out was just feeling like everyone else was doing something fabulous while I was wheeling a thirty-gallon garbage can out and hoisting it into the […]