There was a spot I passed every day on my way to work for many months. I saw the sign advertising that Daniel Boone’s parents were buried there, and while it always piqued my interest, I never managed to find the time to stop in. Until one day I glanced in on my way by and the gorgeous leaves just drew me in; I had to stop. So I pulled in, and this is what I found. A hush pervades…
My family celebrated Christmas a few days early this year. We got together and worked on my brother’s kitchen remodel (okay, other people worked on that. I drank coffee and fried plantains) and ate mountains of tortillas y frijoles y semitas y cafe y tacos, and I may or may not have taught my nieces and nephews the chicken dance, because I’m a good aunt. Good times were had by all. Anyhow, what celebrating early meant is that come Christmas Day,…
About every ten days or so, I ponder why on earth I’m so incredibly busy. I’ll think I have a free week, but before I know it, every night except one has filled up, and my floors get crummy and my laundry piles up while time marches on and events happen in a flurry. Church! Birthday parties! Volunteering! Running! Babysitting! Burgers across the street! And so I run and run until I find myself emotionally unstable in all my ways….
I’m fine, thanks for asking. I am 5′ 8″, maybe 9″. No, I don’t play volleyball. I’m from North Carolina. I work in finance. Yes, the weather is beautiful. Now that we have that out of the way, can we get down to business? I dislike meeting strangers, and I think it’s mostly because I hate making small talk. Wikipedia defines small talk as, “An informal type of discourse that does not cover any functional topics of conversation…” Does that…