Mitzi Flyte

Anyone who knows me knows that sometimes I march to the “beat of a different drummer.” Sometimes the drum is out of tune – but it is always beating. (more…)

Not long ago I had a really bad day. You know they kind – where you look in the mirror and the hair is crap -you can’t find anything decent to wear because everything is either too snug or too lose – you’re late and you have to stop for gas – and yet another project shows up in your work email. Okay, not the literal “you” – it was actually the literal “me” – but you get the idea.  Everything I did was crap, crap, crap. (more…)