Oh, the Parent Teacher Association. We hear those words and immediately envision town hall-style meetings with home-made refreshments and a warm, comfortable bonhomie. We see in our mind’s…
It was 2:30 pm. I headed to the break room for my usual fifth cup of coffee for the day. I sat down. Per usual, that stressed, sinking…
You know that woman in your life who is perfect . . . yes that one. She drives me crazy. I mean, she isn’t really perfect, she just…