A Few Days Late and More Than a Few Bucks Short
The 2015 will go down as one of the most hectic in my life that I can remember. Why? I can’t say for sure but I think it’s because of 3-4—age 3-4. ‘lil is growing up and if I thought taking care of a helpless potted plant, it has nothing on a pre-school age child. That, plus work, plus my ‘second’ job of writing, and I plum tuckered out and always wondering where did my day go. Surprisingly, I’m also quite content—go figure. I suppose I could just type out a list(s) of stuff, but that’s kinda boring—even I don’t want to read a list of what I did last year. Instead I try to do it with some pictures. BOOKS: Since …