The first (long) leg of our journey is over. We made it to my parents’ house in Colorado, and the first thing I saw when I walked into my mother’s kitchen was my favorite cake waiting for me on the counter. Which is why I can’t write more right now. Don’t want to get crumbs in my father’s keyboard, you know.
Actually, It’s the Cauliflower You Have to Watch Out For, the Way They’re Always Darting into the Road
I Tell You What…
So Much to Write About
Together at Last, Together Forever
Oh Wow Is Right