If you have lived or driven through the Midwest during winter, you may have encountered rain as ice and liquid creating a hard slippy shell over the fields. Like hoarfrost only heavy, slick and dangerous. It coats and stops everything. It is beautiful. During yesterday’s “ice day,” I realized at 11:30 a.m., neither the pup … More Beautiful.
Things fall apart. The wifi fritzes out on the last five minutes of your favorite show, the dog shreds the new couch, your child’s health screen comes back with more questions than answers…your home falls apart. If this were a Monty Python sketch, someone would be singing sweetly, “Always look on the bright side of … More After it falls apart
I am in Tulsa hanging out with Izzy dog and other adventures. It has been lovely, goofy, hot, humid, mosquito-ey, and unwashed. Both kids traveled in to work this morning as they make up for a few days out-of-town week last. Today is a delight. It is quiet. Except for when the wonderdog thump thump … More Real life on social media