Saving the shit…

Things have been going rapidly to fertilizer around these parts.  I'm losing my shit.  Sub brother got horribly sick (like in bed for ten days) and barely back on his feet and behind at work... and losing his shit. It was sub brother's night to make dinner. Sir came home with this... And this... That'll …

Imperfect Love

I saw this today on Pinterest.  Sometimes it seems that when things are at their darkest, somehow something I need to hear falls in my lap.  At least that would be a nice thing to believe about the universe, wouldn't it?