I generally keep to myself about the really big stuff happening in my personal life. Not doing so opens one up to commentary. Sometimes I don’t like or want the commentary.- There’s a toilet at work that’s so loud when flushed that it actually elicits a fight-or-flight response in me.
- I found out something interesting the other day. While eating, I can discuss any bodily function or fluid except for boogers. That’ll put me right off my meal.
- Ever notice how I sometimes capitalize all of the words in my blog titles and sometimes I don’t? I do that on purpose, at my own discretion, usually on a whim. Call it literary license.
- Sometimes the weight of the last few months gets the better of me and I feel like I’m just going to burst open. And so I do. For a bit. And then I stitch myself back up at the seams and keep going.
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My mother is an encyclopedia of useless information (sorry, ma, but it's true) - no one can beat her at Trivial Pursuit. As I age, I become more like dear old mom everyday. I routinely tell people about resources, recipes, tips, tricks, or websites I've heard about, tried, live by, etc. until one of my clients urged me to start a blog. So here it is! My perpetual ramblings. I hope you find them useful and amusing. If you don't, you can either keep it to yourself or leave me a well constructed critique. 
