My internal clock is set for burning the midnight oil and eating midnight snacks. I am not sure why I enjoy staying up late and sleeping in, but I have always been dubbed a “night owl”. I think it runs in my family. My grandmother would stay up late watching TV until the screen went fuzzy. I too have been known to go to bed with the birds singing.
What good is living life if you don't share all the experiences, mistakes, and knowledge you have gained? I am a grandmother, a Jr. High Teacher for 15 years, a wife of 31 years, a mother of two grown children, and I want to share my experiences.
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