Living Life Left

Do you ever wonder if you're living life right? Now, I don't use the phrase in the way an old religious grandmother would - to suggest that not being home by 11pm would quantify you as a bad person. No, not in that way. Because I'm great. And I come home when I please. Living … Continue reading Living Life Left

I Need to Clean My Section

My Sunday shifts aren't usually interesting. There's a sort of monotone feel to the routine of waiting tables. Unless of course it's, "Balloon Lady Day". She doesn't adorn our location with popped balloon fragments every Sunday, but when she does I'm a happy camper. She's been in the profession for 22 years, and she's very … Continue reading I Need to Clean My Section