A Country at Peace Can Be a Slippery Slope

After flooding the kitchen with my shit-bag plumbing skills, our family was thrown into an uproar of instability. The voice of sanity that I’ve long ago buried under decades of pride and stupidity was screaming out to me to just call a plumber when the dishes stopped drying in the dishwasher. But nooooo. I had

Making a Bad Day Good

Sarabeth and I started this new tradition. I wish we had thought of it years ago. Like most everyone else in the world, Mondays are a huge upset to the Toy family. Mondays are like a knife that punctures the weekend and severs us from the sweet time we’ve been able to spend together the