Baby, You’re a Firework

Another holiday is quickly approaching, and once again marks that time does not stop, no matter how much you wish it did. However, with that being said, I don’t feel as sad as I normally do on holidays. Maybe that is because this isn’t so much a family holiday, as it is a hang out with your friends¬†holiday. Years past, Niff would hang out with her friends, and I with mine, so maybe that is why I am not feeling so blue.



“Hi, My Name is Scott”

I just went into the linen closet to get more bath tissue, and grabbed two rolls of Scott’s Bath Tissue. I was looking at the wrapping, and read the word “Scott’s” a few times, and remembered the game Nif and I used to place when we were little.