My post-apocalyptic quest towards the light
We’re staying in Sturgis, South Dakota. Yep, that Sturgis. The one known for it’s gargantuan motorcycle rally. We will not be here then. Nope, no, definitely not. I understand the draw of riding a motorcycle through this part of the country. It has no helmet law, has flat high plains, winding mountain roads, absolutely massive... Continue Reading →
Unity. Independence. Two of the things I like best about my country. On the surface you might think they don’t really go hand in hand. You’d be wrong. I’m not saying that we’re always unified. Far from it. You don’t have to look any further than our current presidential election to see how diverse our... Continue Reading →
Last summer, my parents celebrated their 50th anniversary. Way to go, Mom and Dad! Not only did you manage to raise two kids who turned into responsible, respectable adults, but you also managed to put up with each other for a really long time. If you put my two marriages together I come up with... Continue Reading →
Mr. C has a lot of cousins and all but one are girls. Somehow, the one boy just happens to be almost the same age as he is. This sounds perfect, right? Well, it would be except that Mr. C never gets to see these cousins. His dad travels a lot for work, so whenever... Continue Reading →
Until the other day, it hadn't occurred to me that Louisville and St. Louis both have Louis in their names. Thinking about weird connections is one of the many things you have time to ponder if you are driving cross country. Anyway, we made it to both of them in one full day of driving.... Continue Reading →
I like to think of myself as a friendly, if somewhat reserved, person. When a complete stranger initiates a conversation with me I’m happy to talk. From time to time I’ll even be the one to talk first. I almost always smile or nod as I pass someone on the street, but most of the... Continue Reading →
Here’s what I knew about Cincinnati before we arrived: It’s in Ohio. WKRP is here. It must be somewhat big because it has both a professional baseball and football team. It’s home to the National Underground Railroad Freedom Center which also happens to be the reason we are here. Don’t feel bad if you... Continue Reading →
There’s an accident in middle-of-nowhere-Pennsylvania and traffic is backed up for miles. We’re an hour away from our first hotel and we’re all tired of being in the car. The dogs want out. The cat wants out. We want out. Mr. C starts complaining about the traffic. I tell him that if this is the... Continue Reading →
New York city and I have a relationship. The first time we met was on a blind date ten years ago. I’d heard a lot about it. I’d even seen pictures. It sounded nice, sexy even, but you never know if the chemistry will be there until you’re actually face-to-face. Since then, we’ve been on... Continue Reading →
Mr. C doesn’t like sandwiches. In our band of misfits this makes him the odd man out. If I put a sandwich down for Barnaby or Watson it would disappear in seconds. They’d like it so much they’d even lick the ground to make sure they didn’t miss the smallest speck of deliciousness. Even Jasper... Continue Reading →
Three pets, two people, one cross-country adventure. I bought a backpack for my cat. It worries me a little that I might have crossed a line. Like the single, middle aged woman buying a backpack so she can take her cat everywhere she goes kind of line. In my defense, it is going to be... Continue Reading →
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