If that looks to you like an owl mug at 6am on my deck . . . well, that’s obviously an owl mug at 6am on my deck. Don’t be jealous of the mug. 

I didn’t sleep tonight, well last night. Not sure why, but maybe, sometimes, we just need to experience the whole night and the whole morning. Or, it could have been the excedrin migraine I took right before bed to treat my caffeine headache for skipping my coffee yesterday . . . Or it could have been that episode of Kitchen Nightmares, you know the one about Amy’s Baking Company? Oh, you don’t know? Well, you should check it out here. It’s a train wreck. 

So, I wouldn’t call myself a writer. I’m definitely a talker . . . But, lately I’ve had stuff to write down, so I’m writing it down. If you have come by to read, great — I’ll try not to get too distracted. If you have come by to see my mug collection, just you wait!