During my post graduate life and the inevitable rejection of potential employers; I’ve taken a stroll down memory lane-lyrically. Won’t you join me?
There’s a song by Macklemore that fits with the story I’m about to tell. It’s called Cowboy Boots and there’s a lick that embodies what is going on in my husband’s life and mine right now. I was laying on the couch last night, probably around 8 p.m. – ya know, real late for us oldContinue reading “Twenty-Something”