I’d like to be Ruth, but I’m not. I’ve been me for 39+ years, and I’ve never been Ruth. So let’s talk about Naomi.
Last week Pooka was sick most of the week, which cut back on the fun stuff we had planned to do, like a picnic with the grandparents. And Angry Ranger was away at camp getting sunburned and exhausted (but apparently not getting any girls’ numbers, for which I am grateful), so all I’m saying is […]