You know what’s weird, squider? Tennis balls keep appearing in my backyard. My dog is overjoyed. But where are the tennis balls coming from? Why? (We’re up to four.) Best I’ve got is that some neighbor has lousy aim and
When Life Gets in the Way
Life! It goes. Generally it goes at a fairly even keel and things have a routine to them. But every now and then, you find yourself anticipating a major life event and everything else kind of falls by the wayside.
