One of the hard parts of moving to a new place is finding the folks who can take care of you, not just the friends, but the professionals. I feel that I finally have a posse of peeps here, good friends who make me laugh and will hold me when I cry.
I have an accountant who seems very nice, and whose wife (receptionist) is a warm delight. I have a massage therapist who lets me hit him and curse at him if he goes too deep, but he doesn't back off when he knows I need it. I have a dermatologist who
Published on April 07, 2009 10:39