|Dr. Bob and baby Clara|
This weekend was my first time being “in charge” of the finish line at a race for the running club, so I had to get my car loaded up with all of the equipment, this involved a trip to the storage facility. Since I had never been before and did not know everything I was supposed to get, one of the finish line veterans met
|That moment when you realize|
you are warped and twisted...
|My friends listening to my parents |
talk while trying to eat...
|What dad would talk with mom about over dinner, beef stroganoff anyone? Sausage?|
|Breast Cancer Cells|
Pretty...but really bizarre
to have on the wall.
When my mother returned from her appointment no one knew where I was. They finally found me in a storage closet, I had opened many plastic containers and was playing with their contents…livers, hearts and kidneys, oh my! The only reason I even remember the incident is because of my mother’s reaction. Suffice it to say she did not take kindly to finding her perfectly dressed child playing with the internal organs of dead people.