My post-apocalyptic quest towards the light
When Mr. C was 18-months old, we picked out a puppy. Before the big day, I made arrangements with the woman on the phone, telling her that I wanted one of the females – I wasn’t interested in the male. A few hours later, we sat in the grass as puppies frolicked about. They were... Continue Reading →
I’ve always been adept at finding something to do when alone. Really, there's no shortage of fun to be had, books to read, movies to watch, things to think about, music to listen to, writing projects to work on. I love them all. Passionately. It’s not that I don’t like spending time with others. I... Continue Reading →
Tonight, my house smells delicious. Tomorrow should be even better, assuming I don’t burn anything. I’ll keep my fingers crossed. While I love the twinkling lights and colorful decorations of Christmas, Thanksgiving is my hands-down favorite holiday. Good food, family, and friends make me one happy chica. I get to cook in a very over-the-top... Continue Reading →
On what is supposed to be our second to last morning, I decide I’m done. No more hotels. No more road food. No more trip. We are driving through all the way to my parents’ house. It’s 11 hours of drive time, which I’ve done on plenty of other trips, but not with so many... Continue Reading →
I am out of windshield washer fluid. I’ve run completely dry due to the massive cover-up I’ve been running to try to hide the fact that I’ve slaughtered an extreme number of innocent bugs while driving across the United States. Obviously, I’ve crossed state lines so I’m looking at a Federal crime of epic proportions.... 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 →
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 →
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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