During my Junior year of High Schoo I was at a boarding school and my roommate and I planned and executed a series of… I’m not sure of the best word here, but let’s go with stunts.
Describe in single words only the good things that come into your mind about your mother
The second part of The Elephant in the Room is done, but I am not going to push it out until Monday while I let it simmer and take the time to reread it a few times, so stay tuned for Monday morning. Probably around 9am MST.
If you’ve not been keeping up, there are the previous stories that you should probably read.
So far, and for several reasons, in the posts I’ve written about my childhood there has been very little mention of the person who was clearly the main influence on my childhood, my father.
[Warning: this is not a funny story]
Being sick for a week is a great chance to catch up on a lot of TV shows, and I’ve caught up on quite a few.