Writing is therapeutic, right?  Right???  It has to beat yelling at everybody.

So, it's November 2nd.  I am hosting my family for Thanksgiving in exactly 24 days.  I don't mind, really, it gives me a goal to get things cleaned up and everything.

Shannah worked the opening shift at the bakery and was home by 8am.  She decides she might just paint the kitchen today.  Fine.  Great.  I'm glad.  She opens the can of paint I bought for this weeks a