How can you tell college kids are home for the summer?
There’s a mountain of blue IKEA bags piled up in the garage, your grocery bill has doubled, their bedroom doors are always closed, and all the cups, bowls, and utensils are missing again.
The blog formerly known as Roses and Armpits — now older, wiser, stronger, bolder
How can you tell college kids are home for the summer?
There’s a mountain of blue IKEA bags piled up in the garage, your grocery bill has doubled, their bedroom doors are always closed, and all the cups, bowls, and utensils are missing again.
Johnny Lynch was my grandfather’s cousin. He was blind, but I didn’t know it until I was about 7 or 8 because he was super clever.
As I get older, I’m now channeling my inner Johnny Lynch to combat my aging eyes.