
Ding dong. The wicked witch is dead.
A few years ago, my evil stepmother died. Almost every single day, it dawns on me that she is still dead, and I find that delightful.
Don’t worry, it’s not as bad as it sounds. Or maybe it is. (more…)

Ding dong. The wicked witch is dead.
A few years ago, my evil stepmother died. Almost every single day, it dawns on me that she is still dead, and I find that delightful.
Don’t worry, it’s not as bad as it sounds. Or maybe it is. (more…)