Mr. Blue Sky Was Mr. Red Flag
A drunk husband, a fast car, and a pregnant designated driver, 20+ years later the song still plays but the memory finally makes sense.
Deep Thoughts: What If I Made It Worse?
One time when we were living in Virginia, I bought a stranger a bus ticket. I don’t know what possessed me, and to this day I wonder if I actually helped that person? You’re supposed to wonder about the small things other people do for you that you can never pay back. But what if instead we wonder about the things we do for other people that we never hear about again?
Tales from the Public Library
I don't consider myself living somewhere until I have a library card. The Cherry Hill library charges $2 to borrow a DVD. I am highly annoyed.
Falling Into Home Improvement
Fall in Hampton Roads means the beach weather lingers but the home improvement itch kicks in anyway. On planning a kitchen renovation and the particular madness of a dysfunctional work triangle.
Pool of Trouble
He deployed and left me with a pool I'd never maintained. It turned green. I sent him photos of everything except the backyard which contained the pool of trouble.
