Kombucha
Nobody told me! How come nobody told me that Kombucha is fermented? Gargh! I would have poured it down the drain were it not supposed to be fairly helpful with cancer and health stuff.
I am in here.
Nobody told me! How come nobody told me that Kombucha is fermented? Gargh! I would have poured it down the drain were it not supposed to be fairly helpful with cancer and health stuff.
My husband, Mr. Political Analyst himself, thinks she’s pulled this trick just once too often. So do I. Captain’s Quarters And once again, the subject that brought tears to her eyes wasn’t poverty, health care, or even national defense but Hillary herself. Just as it was in New Hampshire, she teared up after hearing what … Continue reading Crying once too often?
For whatever reasons, January and mid-winter have grabbed ahold of me and made my entire world seem not worth writing about. However, I have read enough that I know that there is nothing that cannot be written about. Now it strikes me that there is plenty of navel-gazing available to me, but that would only … Continue reading January has taken hold
Other Patti and I sit here, each waiting for different things and people. I am waiting for the Zoomtown repairman to arrive, whose duty it will be to fix my ADSL connection which has not been connecting for over a month. Good thing I have a cell card for the laptop, I say. Other Patti … Continue reading A Monday morning of waiting