#NASworldtour has commenced.
Peace out, PA. The weeks and months leading up to this day have been a mix of sadness, support and excitement. A lot of “lasts” have occurred. 346 more words
I don’t want to work at Cracker Barrel. At 38 I didn’t foresee myself seating people so they can eat some fried food. I had hoped to be a journalist, or author, or public speaker, or just about anything other than a hostess. 685 more words