Poem about having a basement that is loaded with junk.

Okay, maybe she isn’t the BEST housekeeper in the world. But does the oven have to get so excited?

Making a birthday promise to myself, I decided that I have learned to let things pass without getting as stressed over them as I once would have and now enjoy more fully the more pleasant aspects of parenthood.

RIP, Dragomir. I’m sorry you couldn’t have died in a more heroic way.

Poem.

I often watch some of my female friends like BC Doan, Anne Garner-Lyken, and Jeanne Matthews to name just a few, and am truly amazed at their resilience and strength. I am inspired and glad that I belong to this gender. We are remarkable, and I would not be surprised if they kept a Wonder Woman cape in their closets.

Humorous poem about dirty dishes that are piling up in the house and the three wishes to take care of them.

Before…

A down on his luck freelance writer discovers life isn’t so bad, even if he does have to wash the dishes. Humor, romance, sarcasm, and a man washing dishes — this story has it all.

Life can sometimes get in the way of living.