No big confession, that was a statement. I really do just have to be honest. If your hair looks bad and you ask my opinion…honest. When something is on my mind, it is all over my face. Ladies, when I buy a gift I have to give it, like right then, or else I’m bound to spill before it’s opened. I just can’t keep a thing to myself. I’m a virtual vault when it comes to storing things spoken in confidence, but the rest just won’t stay put. It’s a blessing and a curse. Sure, I’ve lied before…and lied and...

Ever have one of those days (or 12 of ‘em) where you seem to hold back tears at every turn? No hormones to blame. No circumstance to overcome. No rhyme or reason, just an overwhelming well waiting to overflow when given the chance. I suppose that’s a rhetorical question,