Wolverine. The kid has ransacked my comic book collection. I made her was her hands first. It might have made it less like ransacking.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you: how displaced I feel after my coffee maker broke. It croked at the wrong time in my life. I need it desperately. It will be missed. how I just bought a ton of coffee. how I don’t have the energy to go buy a new one.Continue reading “#WeekendCoffeeShare: Wolverine and Broken Coffee Things . . .”