 There are only a few months of the year where the snow is replaced by muddy pot holes and green grass. Otherwise, the snow covers everything; the road, the trees, the school, the lake. The boy's senses utterly grizzled with a layer of ice and fluff.
 Whether you are democratic or republican, this is the fate of our country, and we must learn to live with it. What's done is done.
Tonight, I went to see a show called The Venetian Twins. 'Twas an old Italian comedy. Yes; that means Commedia dell'arte. It was probably the best Commedia show I'd ever seen (granted, I've only seen 3). Directed by Jon Ferguson of Theatre Forever and performed by some top-notch clowns in the Twin Cities area, this trouble made me laugh harder and longer than I have in a while. The evening brought new breath to my life... But why?  M. Gaulier is not amused. Life after college is often like finals week - you're busy trying to meet deadlines for something you don't want to do with no idea if you're going to make it or feel successful. ALL THE TIME.  Today's post is to remember some of the things from this past year, 2015. A year of adversity, a year of change, a year of hope and joy through all things.
Join me. During the most wonderful time of the year LAST year, I was bruised, bloody, crying, and/or pride-less in the great toothless tragedy of 2014. This year's holiday leaves me jobless, lifeless, hungry, lonely, and sad-mad.  Okay, fine, I'm not always hungry.
Who am I kidding? Yes I am.  This is me, returning to the droll life of home cooked sausages, fresh french toast, and organic syrup. I only look upset because I ATE TOO MUCH GOOD FOOD, BUT THERE'S STILL ONE SAUSAGE LEFT.
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