Dog Days are Over

Yesterday was fun.  I got 61 pricks on my back at the allergist.  If you don't know my history with needles, here's a brief synopsis.  When I was four years old, my brother tripped me and I fell and cracked my head open on a hearth just below my right brow-bone by my eye.  This... Continue Reading →

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