I figured I’d lighten my recent funk by revisiting some dusty memories. I got a text from my daughter this morning of two goofy coffee drinks that belonged to her and The BF Supreme. It got me thinking about how times have changed. When I was her age, you were lucky to get a photo of you and your Schmoopsie Poo, and that was only if an industrious friend carried a 110 around. Maybe a 35mm. And I remembered a gal I could never quite seem to get a picture with…she was never my girlfriend. But she was my magical, 7th grade, all things amazing, unforgettable first crush. Continue reading “Gloomy Day Throwback to My First Crush”
It’s been a hectic week and I have mixed feelings about the fact that I haven’t had much to post. There have been times in my past where I was hurting so bad that I needed to get a lot out, consistently. And times where I was so full of the joy in my days that I wanted to share that, too. I’m happily somewhere in the middle of a pleasant adjustment period right now and my thoughts are level.