When the empty nest has emptied, places, where the dust has settled, become more apparent and desirable for one (aka, Mr.) to shake the dust and move some shit around. Our Shed is one of the high-on-the-list-to-hit places this summer. Me: "How's it going out there?" Mr: "I found a box of yours, I think. … Continue reading Every girl wears saddle shoes and drives a Gremlin
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A memory drive through Menomonie, WI
Every summer when my brother and I were young, we'd spend a week at my grandparents' house while mom and dad took a vacation. I never knew why it was that we couldn't go along with them, but it was the deal we had and there wasn't much to argue about. We'd sit quietly in… Continue reading A memory drive through Menomonie, WI