the Best Hearts Are Crunchy. The postcard above is actually a 45 record playing song. It was quite the rage a few years back, I suspect my aunt sent it to my mom, in an envelope, since there is no sentiment or stamp.
Here's the song, why this song, as I mention earlier in the week, Sunday Salon, my baby celebrated a birthday this week, he's a red head, Rudy in Polish and this is my song for him. Happy Birthday Baby.
This is our pet cat, he lived with us for 18 years, adopted from a shelter, best cat ever. RIP Keahan
This is a teacup my aunt Julia gave me, it's very gold. When we were very young, my sisters and brother and I, all went to Polish ...
I've been in a reading slump. I swore in this 150th celebration of Canadian confederacy I would only read Canadian authors. And I h...