That's five more than last time in case your math wheels are as grease-caked as mine. We've been holed up in this land-locked shanty for eighteen days. No AC. Probably drinking Louisiana brain-eating amoeba water. Existential anxiety in robust form as a daily barrage of truly scary news pours through the radio. Two months without the kid, and [...]
Things did not go as planned. […]
When I was a kid, Gyo Fujikawa's book Oh! What a Busy Day was my jam. I can remember studying each illustration over and over to spot all of the little surprises - a tiny snail tucked in a cabbage leaf curl, a gray squirrel hidden under the bench. I especially loved this page. The shabby tree shanty stuck [...]
When I said we were moving onto a boat, I expected there to be more water. Unfortunately, we've dipped our little Sea Shanti in the drink three times in as many days, and each time, we've discovered a new leak. But what can you expect from a $3000 boat that hasn't been afloat in at least six years? [...]
