Some people should have no free time to let their mind wander.
It was the Summer after second grade when my Mom called to me to come and watch TV. She said history was happening. Understand, there was no school and I lived in the country with a swimming hole that hardly had to beckon. Even though it was early in the morning I was already awake and no doubt ready to head outside. Watching television was not at the top of […]
Yep, bad news all right. I didn’t want to bore you with details of my recent physical, but part of it was the bloodwork and, well, other fluids. That’s another blog. They said they would call with the results. And they called today.
Six o’clock in the morning is too early to be doing math. That’s what technology has done for us.
My son was traveling from Oklahoma to South Louisiana to meet me for the holidays. About 200 miles from his destination he phoned to say that his clutch had finally given up the ghost and he was stuck on the side of the road.
For the first time in seven years I’m living in South Louisiana for Mardi Gras. That means a lot of parades, beads and celebrating. Mardi Gras has gotten a lot more civil from my younger days. That’s due to the difference in cultures. I’m living in Lafayette, but I was born and raised in the country.