I’ve been trying to write something for over a week now. Actually, more like two or three weeks, but who’s counting? I started an article about what happens when the “what if…?” happens and there it has stayed: started, partially
Before I took that nasty fall in the campground a month ago, I planned on staying out here at Lake Mead for a few weeks, checking out the places I used to go and maybe finding some new ones. Now
I’m sitting here at my cousin’s house in Las Vegas, my injured ankle healing… slowly, and I’m eating chocolate to keep my spirits up. Good idea, right? Chocolate is good for flagging spirits. I’m also recovering from what I call
Yesterday, I decided it was about time to update the look of my blog, so I spent most of the afternoon setting up a new template, tweaking on the layout, etc. etc. etc. Yes, baby got new clothes! I kind
Last summer while visiting friends and house-sitting in Oregon, I took advantage of having access to someone else’s full kitchen to make some tasty dill pickles. I made both kosher dills with fresh dill and garlic cloves, and what I
Ah, Vegas, how you’ve sought to entertain me this past twelve days. Yes, that’s right. It hasn’t even been two weeks yet and I’m on the edge of my seat with anticipation over what you’ll come up with next. First,
I’ve been hearing about Craggy Wash for months. Literally months. Why I didn’t head up here earlier in the year, I can’t even begin to guess. Oh wait. Yes, I can. It was all about the shrimp tacos in Mexico.