For When You Get Lost

For When You Get Lost

My GPS was off. Way off. Apparently, numbered country roads not only confuse me but the snazzy devices we’ve all come to depend upon to get us from point A to point B, too. I was lost. And I don’t know about you but when I’m lost, my initial response...
For When You’ve Got Nothing

For When You’ve Got Nothing

This past Sunday evening, the hubs and I landed on Indiana soil at 6:45 p.m. to find it a balmy 22 degrees. Snow. Of course, snow. There’s been record amounts of it in the Midwest this winter. In fact, as I write, they just canceled school YET AGAIN for...