Saturday evening was weird, but fun. Weird because we went back to our old condominium complex, a year after moving away. It was remarkable how little things had changed. It’s still next to impossible to find parking, because the residents all use the guest spots, so we ended up parking roughly eight miles away. Fun because we met up withContinue reading “Armadillos in Our Trousers”
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Our (noun) was (adjective).
I’ve got a dilemma. Our weekend was amazing – chock full of fun and adventure! However, Tara warned me that certain events aren’t suitable to divulge publicly. Not with our parents reading, anyway. So I decided to skirt this barrier by posting a Mad Libs version of our weekend. This way, all of you canContinue reading “Our (noun) was (adjective).”
A Three Chord Revelation
Last night I found myself in a dimly lit music lounge sipping a gin and tonic while listening to a rock ‘n roll band playing loudly and energetically. I turned to Tara and said, over the wailing guitars and pounding drums, “I’m living the life I always wanted.” Call it a three-chord revelation. Many yearsContinue reading “A Three Chord Revelation”
Mark Petruska 