Wintertime Memories

My Dear “Kindred Spirit,” I kinda wanted to subtitle this “a day in the life of a homeschooler,” but I couldn’t figure out how to add a subtitle, soooo… Oh well. For some reason, I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the winters of my childhood. You’ll have to forgive me if I make myself … More Wintertime Memories

It’s Symbolic!

My Dear “Kindred Spirit,” I was driving home from work, flipping through the preset stations on my radio. Country station 1: Miranda Lambert. Nope. Country station 2: Commercials. Eh… No. Country station 3: “If I die young…” God no! I don’t have anything against dying young, but I can’t stand that song! Pop station 1: … More It’s Symbolic!

Old Friends

My Dear “Kindred Spirit,” I want to talk about old friends. Not old friends like “old friends,” but old friends as in old friends. Sorry, sorry, I know… That won’t get us anywhere. You can’t hear my tone or see my expressions. So. Not old friends like friends you’ve known for a long time, old … More Old Friends

So Long, 2015!

My Dear “Kindred Spirit,” Oh, dear. Where to even start? So I was debating earlier this evening whether I should write this post or not. I kinda started it, then stopped for dinner. Then got bullied into playing games after dinner. For like 3 hours. And now I’m back. Tired because it’s getting late and … More So Long, 2015!

Hospital Anecdotes

My Dear “Kindred Spirit,” I’ve been trying for the past few weeks to make this post and my last post one and the same. I finally gave up. I couldn’t figure out how to cram everything I wanted to say into one post without it just being weird (like, really weird. Even weirder than usual). … More Hospital Anecdotes