Not one i've seen umpteen million times.

Got my mother in law a gift and myself out of going to a ballet (Gave her my tickets to The Nutcracker)

I love it when a plan comes together.

Sipping a small bit of bourbon in my PJs. The stress of the day slowly seeps from me.

The time of year I hate most. Post office Christmas party break room.

There is a MOUNTAIN of stuff in there that people are trying to force me to eat.

Sounds like packet delivery was subcontracted to FedEx.

It is. I used to hate liver and spinach. I will gorge on either one now.

I used to feel the same way about cranberry juice. If you put it in front of me now, i'll drink the entire jug in one sitting.

In a discussion with some folks who think the death penalty is wrong, even in Dylan Roof's case.

I disagree.

Sometimes, one can move beyond the limits of redemption.

It's a cacophony in here. Wind howling outside. Rain pelting a metal roof. Aged cat purring loudly under my desk.