I sit down at the computer to work on some blog stuff and marketing. It’s morning, and I haven’t eaten yet. Ninja Boy asks me for a marker “to draw on this.” Distractedly, I said, “I don’t know.” I … Continue reading
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When I was a young girl, I became a part of an exclusive club that my aunt created. It was the Spillers Club. I was constantly spilling on me and the things around me, and so I was dubbed … Continue reading