Constant worry over deer and large farm equipment trying to occupy the same road space as my child.
Freedom from endless running and fetching for lessons, games, and after school activities.
Insurance costs!!! Talk about legalized theft!
But best of all, I haven't had to do the grocery shopping in months!
A ray of hope and sanity in Middle America during the overwhelming discouragement of living through a presidential election year:
The sudden hush that fell over the stadium at the beginning of the Great Lakes Loons ballgame, when the national anthem began and everyone stopped talking, and stood facing the flag with their hands over their hearts.
How is it that the gasoline currently in storage in large tanks under gas stations here in Michigan suddenly becomes more expensive when the hurricane a thousand miles away hasn't even hit anything yet?
I've decided the best smells of late summer are tomatoes cooking in a huge pot on the stove mixed with the sharp scent of peppers and onions in the dehydrator.
I'm waiting for something fantastical to happen on Friday during the blue moon. At least I've read some good stories based on that premise.
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