Lost in Suburbia

The Coming of Snowmageddon

The Coming of Snowmageddon

“What are you doing?” I asked my husband who was digging into his toolbox. “I’m looking for my tape measure,” he said. “Why?” “So when the snow comes, I can measure it,” he replied matter-of-factly. Although my husband sometimes comes up with some crazy ideas, this certainly seemed like a reasonable thing to do if we were expecting a lot…

The Mean Old Turkey of Turkeyville

The Mean Old Turkey of Turkeyville

Clearly the wild turkey that was standing in the middle of the road had not heard about the roast turkey I made for dinner last week or he might have moved at a slightly faster pace. However, this turkey seemed in no hurry to go anywhere… but I was. Had it been the size of a normal turkey, I would…