My socks don’t match. Today I wore two different gray ones. Sometimes I just get crazy and wear a purple one and a brown one. Unless I’m wearing shorts, I really don’t care. I’m sure some scientist or researcher somewhere has done a study to see how much time people spend looking for the “other” sock. I estimate I spent at least 2-3 minutes … Continue reading My socks don’t match
Last night, my husband and I watched and learned, along with the rest of the world, about the attacks against France and the people of Paris. I was shocked and sat in silence. Then I got on Facebook and my news feed blew up with multiple posts about praying for Paris. Of the many I scrolled through, there were no “prayers” for Paris, just the … Continue reading #prayforParis — but how?