Is it me or does it seem impossible that Christmas is only six short months away? Better start shopping.
Speaking of time flying, my high school reunion is next year-- my twenty year reunion. I’m not sure how that happened, but it seems impossible that people born the year I graduated from high school are high school graduates themselves. I remember when I thought anyone born in the 70s was a baby. Now 80s babies are having babies themselves.
Me? I’ve somehow crept into my late thirties while still bopping to Prince. I guess there are worse ways to grow old.
What’s it all about?
Life. Love. Writing. Editing. Sex. Books. Romance. Movies. Friendship. Photography. Teaching. Coffee. (Lots of coffee.) Travel. Feminism. Academia. Insomnia. Memories. Experiences. Rants. Raves. Reviews. Babies. Pregnancy. Motherhood. Insanity. Musings of an insomniac writer. Want to know more?