Beer Klug met this past weekend. Mister and I have been in the midst of a lot of life for several months, and this was the first meeting we’ve attended in quite a while. I like beer. It…
Birthday Doughnut
My “birthday doughnut” has become a favorite ritual. I make the trek to Krispy Kreme, place my order, then sit in the shop eating my original glazed and drinking my small cup of coffee. It’s a simple ritual,…
The Road Home
When one re-sets “home” as a destination, landmarks become quite useful. For Mister and me, a giant pine tree is serving as a sign to turn down the road home. I grew up with pine trees. Lots…
Patriotism in Da Hood
Yesterday I found myself tooling about Da Hood. I mean Da Hood, y’all. As in, please don’t ever make me go there except in daylight. For most of my hood drive, I was behind a thug-mobile covered…
Donkey Comes With Herder
More often than I’d prefer, I am a donkey. (More like a donkey’s butt.) As I work to evolve, I look for signs and guides. It never occurred to me that what I might actually need is a…
Green Beer? No, Thank You
I don’t know if you did any celebrating yesterday, but I was not in the St. Pat’s Day zone. Instead, I was at a baby shower for a beloved friend. On any given March 17th, I’m super…
Our New Buddy
So I was driving home and I spotted a sign for an estate sale – “65 Years Accum” – and I decided I should park the Volvo and mosey on over. Some decisions you never regret. (Others,…