Oops… I went to Brussels

“Want to go to Brussels?” ….. I sat thinking. My very cozy, comfy, normal Sunday just got thrown a curve ball.  The question bounced around in my head as I read and reread the text message until I finally sat up decidedly. Why not?  I gathered my things quickly, said goodbye to my vision forContinue reading “Oops… I went to Brussels”

Oops… I support women’s wrongs

women’s wrongs Why not right? I’ve always been a bit of a goody-two-shoes. My deviousness and mischief rarely surfaced, choosing instead to stay stashed in the background where they wouldn’t get caught.  I always secretly envied those more rebellious than I. The ones who follow the rules often get the short end of the stick. Continue reading “Oops… I support women’s wrongs”