I get lost all the time. I take “alternate” routes quite often, almost always because I miss a turn or three and have to meander my way to the destination instead of striking a direct path. Today, I was leaving Calgary during morning rush hour, about to embark on the sixish hour journey to the…
Category: Meandering to the Beat of My Own Cowbell
Summer is Here!
It’s the first day of summer holidays, and I am wretchedly sick. I started two nights ago with a bit of a sore throat, and now I’m fighting a chest cough that makes my pinkies hurt. Really. I’m coughing hard enough that even my phalanges are affected. The fun part is that if I cough…
Blue Speckled Pup 