It seems that the time has come when I can no longer silence myself. Peeking through the haze of what I thought was my beauty mask, but was in reality a bottle of gin that had fallen over my face while I lay unconscious...pardon me, sleeping, I came to the realization that I, Ida Pepper, could no longer deprive you poor little kittens of my sage words and keen observations. So here is just the beginning...Keep your eyes and ears out, because old Ida is on the wagon (for writing...not sobriety).
Ta ta bunnies, and raise a glass for Ida!
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