Margaret's Blog
It was bound to happen sooner or later. Indeed, it happened once before. I was in a Medieval/Renaissance music class […]
I’m an affectionate person. I grew up with people who expressed their affection often, with what some might call redundancy, […]
— 1 — Margarets are memorable Growing up in the 80s I remember kids teasing me by calling me “Margaret […]
Last week I was driving down the street when three young women came out of a cafe in the middle […]
The folks at Westboro Baptist think I’m going to hell, and I’m OK with that. This is simply based on […]