by Freida Marie Crump
Greetings from the Ridge.
Enduring a Midwest winter is like spending a day in the doctor’s waiting room with nothing but last year’s magazines. Time is somehow expanded as the cloudy mornings give way to sunless afternoons and bone-chilling evenings.
The post-holiday malaise leaves us with the year’s longest stretch between holidays, the kids have their longest uninterrupted span of days in school and the retailers