Saturday, I had an epiphany: I suck at relaxing. After shopping for groceries, mowing the lawn, and spending over an hour plucking weeds from the ground in 90-degree heat I wandered into the backyard, sweaty and sore, and found Tara kicking back on a zero-gravity lounger in the shade of our ash tree, Kindle in … Continue reading I Suck at Relaxing
This past weekend, Tara and I did something very unusual. Nothing. This wasn’t our initial plan. We had lofty ideas that included pumpkin patches and corn mazes, but a sudden bout of illness (her), a pair of lackadaisical attitudes (Audrey and Rusty), and an abrupt shift in the weather (Mother Nature) all conspired to give … Continue reading Go-Go-Go? No. Slow.