Breathing Fire

I hate coming home from vacations. Love the vacations. But re-acclimating sits extremely high on the list of things I don't excel at. And this week's return had some added factors that have resulted in my family clearing any room I enter. I hear them before I appear, but by the time I cross the … Continue reading Breathing Fire

Arrumar seu maiô

This is going to sound awful.Really.  The kids have been away for nearly two weeks and I have oozed into a state of funk.  It is not a funk of ‘oh, I miss them so much, when will they return to ME?!’It is a funk of ‘oh shoot…they’re coming back’.  A funk of ‘life’s about … Continue reading Arrumar seu maiô