Spring fever

Aching for ny husband. What else is there to say? Its been 5 years. Its been 18 years. How nany places and times that we left of off? Its springtine, the sun was warm today and we sat dotted along the picnic benches soaking in rhe rays. Love took flight at 600 smoke break, someone … Continue reading Spring fever →

Critical Moment

Husband shows up on the scene. (In my mind of course. But that is the battleground.) He showed up to punch the crap out of this lowly little fellow who talks sbout 'pussy' in tbe smoke shack and a lot worse, who bummed the butt i was about to put out for a light when … Continue reading Critical Moment →