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A medal, or a chest to pin it on?

Had to call in the reserves yesterday to get some housecleaning done before company arrived and you’d have thought I was asking them to eat glass. Catherine grudgingly cleaned her room (read shoved everything into the hamper or closet), but somehow slipped out of dusting. Basil drew his lines in the sand. He would clean … Continue reading

Maid in Connecticut

Psst. Don’t tell anyone else, but I think I might be magic. I’ve thought about it a long time, and frankly, magic is the only explanation. Yes, I know many think of me as a witch, or something that rhymes with that word, but hear me out. I have an ability no one else in … Continue reading