This is one of those years where it’s striking me particularly hard that May is Mary’s month.
As busy, as crazy, as chaotic as it is, it’s Mary’s month.
As hare-brained as I am, as filled to the max with unfinished tasks, as sneezy and snoozled and snarky, it’s Mary’s month.
Why May and Mary go together so well…
…cue the music (or is it just me?).