How to survive a hurricane 

I want to keep my hands busy and create something, anything. I want them to work like a spider creates a web and cast a net of protection across everyone I love.  I’m safe and yet I can’t help but think of my neighbors, my friends, and even the strangers who sought water along with…

Final boarding call.

Sure am glad I didn’t dawdle getting to the airport and while running late accidentally park my rental car in the wrong return lane and be told I have to go inside to fix it, only to find out that no I need to go back outside to get a slip from the very chatty car…

Who are you waiting for?

Are you waiting for Bernie? Hillary? Kamala? Cory? The alt-left? (WHAT IS THIS AND I THINK I AM A PART OF IT MAYBE??)

Are you waiting for the mid-terms? Are you waiting for the tax returns? Are you waiting for an anointed leader-of-the-people to magically emerge?

Inquiring minds want to know

Just a few of the questions being asked lately by the resident 4-year old : Do grasshoppers have ears? (Yes, on their legs apparently, according to my husband-scientist) Why don’t they play more Queen Beyoncé on the radio? (I hear you and I have no answers to this) What is God? (WHERE DID THIS COME FROM…ASK ME…