Personal History – Page 34 – Thoughts and Ponderances

My Son, The Man

Today my son turns twenty-one. Wow. I have a full grown adult. Well, in age at least ;). My baby boy. I sit here and

Ok, the picture in the top left is how I found our cars parked this morning. She parked on the correct side in a correct

Note: This blog is intended to allow me to release the pent up frustration I have over broadzilla and Magda. I apologize for the length.

I grew up in the small town of Oak Hill, West Virginia. I will eventually blog about life in a “holler”. However, for this blog

Be prepared, this is an all too long blog by a half-stoned and irritable woman who has been injured by the vermin who commute with