A random mailbox sprung up in the mostly vacant lot near my house. In the photo above, I have taken a photo of the mailbox from the road. Note that the opening for the mailbox is not facing the road. The mailbox is being held in place by sandbags. If you look really closely, on the right side of the mailbox in the photo, there appears to be a rain gauge. I’ve seen random mailboxes…
I spent much of last week driving in the Twin Cities metro. It’s an area I haven’t had to navigate much on my own because my husband loves to drive and has an excellent directional ability, so he’s done almost all the driving whenever we visit. (He’s so good at driving that even if he gets momentarily lost and turns the wrong way, he instantly knows it, saying, “This doesn’t feel right.”) As a passenger,…
Meep. A tiny, made up word in the Warner family that does a lot of work for its size. Meep. It’s a word that mostly I use when communicating via text with two family members. Thus, it falls into the category of family language, wherein a family group uses language in special ways just among its members. Meep. I started using this word when Young Son entered the navy several years ago. After bootcamp, he…