Wine is the Key
What I know for sure: A child or a chicken will get sick the day before I leave for a trip. Especially the “getaway” trips. I am most productive when there’s no time for anything. When I have time set aside to work, I find anything else but work to fill that time. I am afraid of very few things, but well-dressed, rich French women are among them. Sometimes I wonder if it’s too early to have that glass of wine. Sometimes I have it anyway. Fish and chips wrapped in newspaper is the food of the Gods. French fries in Amsterdam taste better with mayonnaise. Everything tastes better with bacon. Sometimes all you need is a perfect pair of shoes. You can’t go wrong with leopard print. Writers love reading, but hate writing. We write so we have something to read. My best friends are the ones who read and drink like me. Even better if our kids are friends too. There are few things more frustrating than chickens who hide their eggs. I rarely crave a salad. When I w