"People don't notice whether it's winter or summer when they're happy."Given the weather we've been having in this neck of the woods of late, I'm just going to quietly leave this one here.
A brief-yet-ongoing journal of all things Carmi. You'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll reach for your mouse to click back to Google. But you'll be intrigued. And you'll feel compelled to return following your next bowl of oatmeal. With brown sugar. And milk.