A Tootsie Roll Plea

“Would you please take one for yourself and pass the rest down?”

Perplexed, yet desperate for sugar, I stared at the tanned, blonde woman who would be my neighbor for the next two hours on this Boeing 737.  Continue reading “A Tootsie Roll Plea”

Blood Work for Little Bear

We ran out of milk. You know, the 2%, Lactose-free, added calcium kind that you only pick up at the ‘inconvenient’ store.  Continue reading “Blood Work for Little Bear”