“Huh,” Scott said more to himself than to me. We were driving down the road. Me, “What?” Scott, “Nothing.” Me, “Nope, more details please.” Scott, “Nothing. Don’t worry about it.” Me {snarky and a little demanding (not proud of that, but it’s true)}, “Negative, Captain. What?” Scott, “Well, it’s just that I thought I saw…
I’ve never been so excited…. so giddy… to hang out at a truck stop. To the uninitiated (read: me), I thought they were “gross”. No more thought beyond “gross”, just “gross”. All that nonsense stops today. These places are fascinating. It turns out… you can stay in the parking lot of these places for free….
So here’s the deal… in a totally perplexing, inappropriate, not-good-at-funerals kinda way, I laugh when I’m nervous. The upside is that I also become very funny in strenuous situations… which often comes in handy. I also laugh when something happens to my kids. It’s not when they fall off a bed or teeter precariously on…
As we wait {drumming fingers wildly on the table}, we decided to take advantage of our time with family. We planned a day trip to Santa’s Village in Jefferson, NH. We all had a great time. It was a busy day. I’m still surprised Mom didn’t get her 10,000 steps in because we were moving…
A family bedroom You were right. I was wrong.
