I love surprises, yet I am not surprised very often. Call it a sixth sense, a gift from God, or too-damn-smart-for-my-own-good (my mom's phrase -- her attempt to be edifying... thanks Ma). But for some reason, I was the kid that always seemed to "accidentally" find my Christmas presents. And...
(7) Comments | Posted April 25, 2013 | 12:40 PM