Youth is like spring, an over praised season more remarkable for biting winds than genial breezes. Autumn is the mellower season, and what we lose in flowers we more than gain in fruits.
I'm Canadian, over 40 and I'm opinionated. I don't drink beer, I'm not always polite (in fact, sometimes I have a real potty mouth), I don't eat moose and have never seen an igloo. There's more...
This is the version of fracas, where a little bit of fraccing for money isn't frowned upon. I'll entertain you, but this jammie-wearing blogger would like a pittance in her jammie-pocket in return. That isn't so bad, is it?
What can I say? I'm just out of control on the internet. ;-)
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