Three Nuns…
…got on a bus. In the last few months, I have told this story when I ran into a college classmate in Goodwill, met with my financial advisor, and made a donation of fabric to someone who happens to have... Continue reading →
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Nothing, but…
…nonsense, numbers, nuns, and names Alphabetical Post N I must admit, I have indeed neglected my duties here at AMD (A Milkman’s Daughter). I guess, to be truthful, neglect may not be the true term; rather, it’s been in neutral. Once again... Continue reading →
Special Delivery…
…Call the Midwife. I personally have delivered only two children in my life…both boys arrived in the winter, two years and three months apart, in hospitals, natural delivery, all healthy, each with ten fingers & ten toes. Both deliveries had a... Continue reading →
Nun for all…
… and all for Nuns. Some in my family would choose to forget…the women who tortured inspired our youth. Most in my family attended school when the nuns taught us in full metal jacket habit. When I started school... Continue reading →
These feet were made for walking…
… in not so sensible shoes. Last Saturday, the Hubster said he was going to pop-in to work so I of course decided to “pop-in” to TJ Maxx and Marshalls. Seems like an even trade off…you work, I shop (for... Continue reading →