That old swimming through jello feeling just got to the chartreuse part
Last night, we fled out of the door to find some privacy and go have a bite to eat at Meaux Bar – just the two of us and baggage that weighed about 80 tons. What to do, where to go, no where to hide from what is front of us. It’s kind of like that Eli’s Coming feeling except it sort of never ends. The family is here for one more week and the…