Deb Smouse

When I was a little girl, you could go into the 7-11 and get a Hershey for twenty-five cents. There was just something about those little squares….breaking the bars apart until there were a dozen tiny chocolates in the foil wrapper just for me.
Sometimes, I would toss them in my mouth…quickly chew…and swallow so [...]

So, the youngest and her best friend, who is spending the night….wanted to go to the park and play. I appreciated that, at 12, they wanted to get OUTSIDE and play.
They wanted to feed the ducks, so we went with a package of stale tortillas….and some almost fresh bread. I guess with all [...]