Dead ant, dead ant, dead ant, dead ant, dead ant

Dead ant, dead ant, dead ant, dead ant, dead ant

I wish the Pink Panther had come to mind, singing this jokular refrain. I wish his image had helped me laugh at the situation. But it didn’t. There was no joking this injustice away. I’ve long been admonished that life isn’t fair, but I want it to be...

Success Theater

This new term came to me in a Word Spy email, the urban dictionary that is keeping this older chick hip… well, actually my mouth is keeping me hipper, by eating all the stuff 🙁  But I digress as I speak of my propensity to ingest (laugh now) My husband and I...