The interstate south on I-35 going towards Purcell was brutal. From the Norman spur, we tried to butt our way in, then the slower than molasses traffic went to one lane. A red Honda Civic (with a Texas plate, I might add) cut right in front of me. Did the driver not see the “merge… Continue reading On Being Kind (A Kindness Revolution)
Some time ago, my husband and I watched a short report over former Republican House Speaker John Boehner with great amusement. The shocking report (because it must have been a slow news day) was about the Speaker crying as the Pope made a Congressional appearance. Then the reported continued with other instances of crying – all… Continue reading Cry, baby, cry. My overly emotional journey.
in Just- spring when the world is mud- luscious the little lame balloonman whistles far and wee and eddieandbill come running from marbles and piracies and it’s spring when the world is puddle-wonderful the queer old balloonman whistles far and wee and bettyandisbel come dancing from hop-scotch and jump-rope and… Continue reading in just- Spring in Oklahoma