No Place Like Home…
Saturday, I closed my eyes and tapped my heels together three times and thought to myself, ‘There’s no place like home’.
Saturday, I closed my eyes and tapped my heels together three times and thought to myself, ‘There’s no place like home’.
Brace yourself…it poured in Southern California over the weekend.
Sunday dawned in NYC and the weather mafia was in a frenzy. It was the first day of spring and snow was on the horizon.
Monday was a holiday and the entire family had the day off…very unusual for David to have a day off. What to do on a dreary Southern California Monday?
So good to be with my dogs. Just can’t get enough of them. They are such amazing companions. Finnley was so happy to see me that she peed all over […]
Trump needs to fly commercial before he makes sweeping statements about throwing immigrants out of this country.