My Grandfather lives with us. He just turned 95.  Most people think he is about 70. He takes care of himself with me to provide laundry and cooking.  Half the time he drives himself down to the diner in the morning or the burger joint in the evening. He really isn’t much trouble at all. […]

So, first of all, I LOVE my new job. Frankie does not. She lets me know by the pile of sobbing pre-schooler on the floor as I leave her. At home with her Daddy. My job is interesting and engaging and creative and really, what more can you ask for? On the other hand, I […]