For the first time in decades, I no longer live on a gravel road. This is now the chronicle of my life as I begin my FOURTH year in the city
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Let's go Racin'
There was a knock on the door early this morning. It was our neighbor, The Kid's Dad, wanting to know if we wanted tickets to the race today. Bick didn't want to go, but I jumped all over it. Pebbles and I are spending the day wallowing with our kind.