Hot Yoga: I Will Die With Abs

Four weeks ago, raw panic set in as I realized that I have to wear a toga this summer, so I found hot yoga.   I'm not wearing the toga for fun, mind you, but an author event in beautiful Frankenmuth, Michigan, a glorious little town with Christmas, Polka, giant…

I have a cold. I will die soon.

There's no getting around it. My son, the World's Largest Eight Year Old, has infected me with a virulent form of the rhinovirus, which may or may not be a combination of the following diseases: The Bubonic Plague Cooties Ebola A Random Tropical Fever Boogers. These have combined for the…