Today is the day! The Electrician, his grandmother, and I will be hurrying to the airport this afternoon to embark on our world tour. I realize we’re technically only visiting three countries if I count the stopover in Frankfurt, but calling it our “world tour” makes me feel like a rock star. Would you like…
Category: Meandering to the Beat of My Own Cowbell
The List and the Happy Point
Here I sit, barely comfortable on my couch because I’m typing while I balance a wet towel on my head. My pre-takeoff list is lengthy and varied: it includes the deep conditioning goop that’s soaking into my hair and scalp at this exact moment. I am trying to stave off the ravages of the desert,…
Blue Speckled Pup 