Raisin D’etre

Yes, I know it’s misspelled.

I’ve posted six times today. I need a hobby.

No, writing is not my hobby. Writing is my way of life, my raison d’être.

Ahhhh, play dates. So much fun for the kids. So much awkward for the adults.

Awkward for me, anyway.

Nah, Dad was very nice. Not hard to talk to.

There was something else I wanted to share, but I can’t remember what…

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