I’m feeling inanely happy today, for no particular reasons, except that I love this eclectic town I live in, even though my post about a local girl scout attracted some psychotic troop leader who sent mean comments in all caps (delete, delete).
I’m happy because I love my job. Because I get to meet interesting people and hear their amazing stories and then write their stories so other people can read them.
And my kids are healthy and happy and adorable, most of the time, especially on Fridays when they don’t have any homework. And I own the cutest dog in America.

Sweet Dorkie Poo




