It is almost Independence Day and I’m listening to Blake belt out Your lips taste like sangria (you must click on the song while reading). Just for the hell of it I lick my lips. Nothing. Nada. They taste a little like chapstick and peanut butter. I won’t be falling into a wild warm kiss any time […]

My apologies! I accidentally hit the publish button without knowing! Most of you enjoyed reading an early version of the first draft! New bloggers mistake… “Day is done, gone the sun, from the lake, from the hills, from the sky.  All is well, safely rest, God is nigh…” I remember singing that song many a night, […]