Random Thoughts. Day 90.

I’ve vowed to embrace putting miles on my vehicle. It means I have a life.
Only two of my boys were able to go Christmas tree shopping with me this year.
I wonder how many times I put my finger on the top of my sons’ shoes and said, “Wiggle your toe.”
Hot water isn’t a natural thing, well not a common natural thing. It’s a fairly new way to wash hair, relatively speaking.
I should tell more people to watch Miley Cyrus sing “Nothing Else Matters” with Metallica.
I miss hearing coyotes as much as I did in Mass.
It’s sad that good-looking criminals are proven to be given shorter sentences than ugly ones.
I should have studied entomology.
We’ll all die one day and that sucks.
I miss Northern pizza.
Mineral rights is an unsettling real estate occurrence.
Jack Black cracks me up.
How long until one rebecomes a virgin?
Once Sammy and I were in a class at college together and my phone went off playing rap music loudly and I couldn’t get it to stop.
Laking Reaves is a beautiful name.
I’m convinced if my boys and I did a pod cast we’d be rich.
I missed wishing someone happy birthday on Facebook so now I don’t do it for anyone because it’s not fair.
There’s a road nearby called Croomsbridge Road. It’s very remote, so whimsical and green.
I miss Friday nights at Nana’s with Donnie and Marie and The Muppet Show.
War dogs don’t get enough credit.
Should I have let the boys choose whether or not to be circumcised?
My dream job is to be a feature writer.
A few decades ago, our beta fish, Pachey, passed away and we were inconsolable for an entire weekend.
Some people call me Teri.
Whenever I have to say, “He was killed in Iraq” it darkens the conversation with a nice stranger.
I miss my professors.
Sneaking out of a house is so thrilling.
There’s this thing called “chicken math.”
Concession stand food is underrated.