What? Again?

I barely had time to breathe during a four-day Memorial weekend, let alone publish a post. But, as I let the chemicals turn gray to a lovely shade of dark mahogany brown, and before I visited mom and spent the beautiful blue-sky afternoon with girlfriends, I found time to begin this rambling story. Natasha said to me on Sunday, “There’s always something to do,” and she’s right. Always. And I wonder how that happens to a single, sans children adultRead more

Creepy: The Storm

It cracked louder than a dud at the Fourth of July fireworks. I jumped. Earlier this afternoon, I was 30 miles to the south, visiting mom. A weather alert came over the radio as I pulled into the gas station. Bad storm. Headed southeast. Sixty-five mile an hour winds. I could see the blackness of the clouds to the north in exactly the direction I was headed. Sh*t. Needless to say, I was a bit nervous driving home. Weather likeRead more