A routine task at work leads to the possible solving of a personal mystery. [TW for heart surgery and parental death]
Father’s Day is this Sunday, and I am left with the memory of all the cards I sent late, or the phone calls made when I forgot a card entirely. I am left with the knowledge that I never knew which holiday would be the last.
Today I wore corduroy pants. As I walked down the hall I had to smile at the “whip-whip” noise they make. Whenever I hear that sound I am transported back to the 70’s, walking with my dad and wondering why my pants didn’t make cool noises too. There are lots of little things like that […]
Raise your hand if you’re eating leftover turkey for lunch today. I am not, I was lazy as hell and took my dad to Cracker Barrel for dinner last night. I highly recommend it, but more on that later. For those of you ate work and those of you spending a day off from work […]