It sits in my drawer. Someone won. I just completed my morning toilette – that’s French, folks, for washing and dressing, look it up. Marie Antoinette had lots of help with this, but I have no time for frilleries. (If that’s not a word, I don’t care). The point is, I used my toilette time not to focus necessarily on my appearance, but to fantasize … Continue reading I Want to Check My Lotto Numbers but Am Afraid to Lose the Dream