TODAY IS TOMORROW

And It’s not you … it’s me. That’s the call to action, not a lame breakup excuse.

Dry January has a different meaning for me.

After spending December binge watching Christmas movies on the Hallmark channel, I take a break from TV in January. But on February 2, I’m ready to camp out for a day on the sofa and watch Bill Murray slog through the snow in Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania. I’ve probably seen Groundhog Day twenty times, and yet I’m…