I am tired of cabbage, potatoes, carrots, and onions.
I can find bright orange processed American cheese but no cheddar.
A friend of ours was kidnapped and married last week. On International Women's Day.
The weather changes a lot here in the spring and fall. I like that.
I didn't lose an hour this week. But I survived a winter full of dark mornings, and I'd rather have lost an hour instead. I think I'm starting to comment.