a week in a child-free zone with my best friend totally rocked, but it’s good to be home, too. i’m eating feta cheese and black pepper over tomatoes from the garden (cherokee purple, brandywine red, persimmon orange, and … some kind of yellow… whatever; it’s pretty), i’ve got computer access again, and most importantly, i was awakened this morning by EG saying “hey mom? i need an ice cube and a rubber band.” yep! i’m home. (and by the way, i just said no to EG. i didn’t even bother asking. i can’t imagine an answer that would have led me to say yes.)
so. my next couple of posts will detail my road trip to denver. the posts will be in the form of a list. actually, it’ll be a series of lists. sort of a big list of sub-lists. actually, what it’s really going to be is a whole bunch of completely unrelated sentences and sentence fragments that i’m too lazy to even attempt to string into a coherent narrative. i might fit it all into one post. it might take several. dunno. and you don’t care, either, do you, so long as it’s entertaining, which it will be.
August 16, 2006 at 10:09 am
After a year in Kabul…I don’t trust air I can’t see…..reminds me alot of Denver….