Last night, as the clock ticked towards midnight, I found myself crying. It was happy tears that came pouring from my eyes. 2018 was a tough year, but when I started thinking about it, the year was probably one of the best ones yet. 285 more words
I was a Cable Guy. Got a glimpse of the suburban grotesque, featuring Russian mobsters, Fox News rage addicts, a caged man in a sex dungeon, and Dick Cheney.
I saw this posted in my screen when the Firefox Web Browser started. I was intrigued and so clicked on the link to the article. which was posted on the Huffington Post Website. 174 more words
A year ago when UpperCrust carried a vegan Christmas feature with Marissa Bronfman (of the renowned Canadian Bronfman family), the owner of Bowl Bar, a vegan delivery service, who went on to display her culinary skill at the UpperCrust Food & Wine Show, one thing was clear; Roxy would be by her side, her fuzzy little girl who came into her life 12 years ago at the mere age of 10 weeks. 1,138 more words
We need to stop encouraging a ‘snowflake’ approach to the teaching of current affairs, and instead tackle the harsh realities that we face
There is no manual to raising a child. 676 more words