“I’m sitting under the evening sky, listening to people chatter and children yell with delight. Classic feel good music blares through the speakers as the sun goes down and parking spots fill in at the drive-in.” I wrote this last Saturday…
So Father’s Day was a little rainy and overcast, but that didn’t stop us. Dad, John, and I got up and went to 7AM mass and went strawberry picking afterwards. It was great and Dad got to put fresh strawberries…
This is a thing? In an anthropology class last year we discussed the “problem with adolescence.” We talked about how only in America do girls go through the pink princess stage. Only here do we think that little girls “naturally”…
