It is officially scooter season. My car has sat in the driveway all week long. In fact one evening, as I zipped down my street, I looked at my driveway and thought “Who’s parked in my driveway?!? Oh, Wait! That’s my car”. Listen, I get up at 5:20 AM. My brain shuts off somewhere around
I have written and deleted so many words for this entry. It’s a good thing I wasn’t using real paper. What a waste of trees. Instead I have a virtual trash can of crumpled text. I thought about telling you about Terry’s impromptu cookout Saturday, but as I started it began to feel like a
When I was a kid, taco salad was chopped lettuce, kidney beans, green onions, tomatoes, ground beef, crushed Fritos and Catalina dressing. It will forever be known as Mom’s taco salad. I was a teenager the first time I ordered taco salad in a restaurant and learned that mom’s taco salad wasn’t what people thought
While I was in Tulsa this weekend, my friends Eagle and Miranda (who live in Tulsa) where having a mini-vacation in KC. Lucky for me their mini-vacay lasted through Monday so I was able to meet them for lunch. Miranda is a recent veggie convert and it was easy to twist their arms into trying
“Be sure to pack practical shoes,” I heard her yell from the other room. I rolled my eyes and quietly mocked back, “Be sure to pack practical shoes.” I was packing for a trip to Colorado to attend the National 4-H Roundup. This wasn’t my first trip away from home. By my senior year in
Hey, you guys remember when I ate this? And when I took this picture? No? Well…it does seem like a lifetime ago. But do you see that guy taking orders? I met him the other day. His name is Ceasar (the mastermind behind The Magical Meatball Tour). We sat outside at Bella Napoli’s and he
Years ago, when the original version of this blog got eaten by a server, I knew that I wanted something different for this space. I knew I wanted something better. I wanted to use this space to help pull myself out of the muck and turn it into sort of a temple to all the
Last Friday, Jeff came over to move some heavy things out of my basement in preparation for my garage sale. Moving things was his job in college. He’s really good at it. I paid him with a beer and while he was drinking it, I picked up this horseshoe and said “hey! See this?”. I
I know I’ve been quiet this week. Mostly its because I have nothing new to tell you. I am currently on hold. While I’ve been on hold this week, Spring has coming roaring into town. I say roaring because our evenings have been loud with thunder and the sound of heavy rain. We wake up
I got my ears pierced when I was nine. It was my birthday present and it was a big deal because Mom had determined that that was the age I was considered “old enough” for pierced ears. I did all the things required to facilitate the healing process. I cleaned my newly pierced ears twice
